Can I tell you guys a secret? Promise you won't laugh, even though I can't stop laughing while I type this.
In 8th grade, I got an 11 on a math test. That's right...an 11 out of 100. An 11 as in, I probably only got points for my name and maybe half a question. It's no surprise that I kind of suck at math.
Yesterday one of my best friends Liz posted something on my Facebook wall about how adults fail a 5th grade math test. Liz and I were both equally bad in math. She got a 4 on a math test, so you know, we are just meant to be friends. We used to sit next to each other in math and rather than pay attention like we should have, we did things such as see who could write the smallest or we'd write out entire songs from the Broadway musical, Wicked or we'd just pass notes to each other.
She posted the article and I took one look at the first question of the test below and had a panic attack; as did Liz. One thing about me and math is that fractions were a no no. I just don't have the math brain!
It's kind of funny to think about. We go through 12+ years of math, and if we don't work with something involving math, how often do we really use it? Sure, we need to add things, figure out tips in restaurants and once in a while need to humor ourselves and figure out if Sally has 5 apples and Billy has 8, how many does the damn dog spot have. I'm happy I have a job where I can just trust excel to figure things out for me.
Are you good at math? Would you pass that test?!
Or better yet...have you gotten an 11 on a test ;-)
