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A Near Miss

I may have spoken too soon when I said that Kirkwood library was my spot. Here I am comfortably doing my speech-pathology work when out of nowhere:

We took the square route of this and put it here and here and put it there and there. 

My ears tuned in and I raised my head. I sniffed the air and suspiciously scanned the area. Yep. Math.

Immediately I broke out in a sweat. Hands started shaking. Eyes twitched. Jaw clenched and neck twisted. Vomit literally came up my esophagus. Pavlov conditioning in it's purest form. 

So this times this gives you this and this times this gives you that. 

Focus, Katie. Hmm....a 2 year old with hearing loss who is struggling with some final consonant deletion, some stopping of fricatives, some devoicing? Now that, I am good at....

Now do you see inside your parenthesis that there is a difference of squares?

No I don't see, lady. That past is long behind me and I'm never going back. Right now I'm transcribing, identifying phonological errors, writing IEP goals...okay, here we go. So if he t/d in final position and t/d in medial position and s/z in initial position that's consonant devoicing in all posi-

...Oh it gets harder. Just wait 'til we get to radicals.

Didn't you hear me? I'm not doing radicals - not now, not ever again. Through getting a nose bleed in my Algebra II's professor's office, crying uncontrollably over problem sets, learning some Russian so I could befriend my Russian statistics professor who didn't speak English, stalking several professor's office hours, getting multiple tutors, begging on my hands and knees with no shame whatsoever, and pinch of pure luck... I passed all of my college math classes. 
And it doesn't matter passing was actually not 'mathematically possible' (not that I would know anyway) considering not one of my exam grades in statistics added up to even what could remotely be considered a passing grade - the point is, the Russian said I passed. Bal'shoye spaseeba.

The three is the "index" of the radical and the "64" is "the argument of the radical", also called "the radicand". 

I'll give you a radicand.

But, what if there was a binomial instead of a single term outside of the parentheses? That is, what if a binomial was being multiplied by another binomial? 

What if I shove my foot up your binomi-ass? 

SO. N plus 5 and N - 5 - and then you still have this in front of it ...but we can't factor that guy. And it all equals zero over here! Now let's go back to imaginary numbers.

I had my laptop in my hands ready to chuck it at the unsuspecting tutor's face before my frontal lobe chimed in at the last minute: you can't do that- your thesis is on your laptop. Oh yes...my thesis...my precious.

 I grabbed my belongings in one swoop and took 3 big lunges to get across the room. I was out the door,  in my car, and down the street before the librarian could wish me a good night.


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  1. Man! I think math puts you in an even bigger panic than it does me, and that is saying a lot!

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