Yesterday afternoon I went to the Bridge club and played with my usual partner. At last the numbers are starting to improve and we had 3 tables. I think I bid and played all right but I made a complete mess of my score card. It would appear that I cannot add, which is somewhat ironic for someone with a maths degree.
Mind you it brought back memories of school when I passed my Higher Maths with an excellent result, but came close to failing the compulsory Arithmetic paper.
In both cases I think it boils down to too casual an attitude when dealing with something simple.
I got home and there was a mug laid out for me and D. went off and made my special extra weak tea. It is always good to see them. Such a pity that I can’t have bridge and Scrabble.
J. who is very elderly (about 90, I think) takes a pride in doing the washing up.
D. noticed that I had had quite a bit of a struggle getting a package of toilet rolls in, so she carried them to the door of the flat – the difficulty was because it was a package of 16 rolls and there was no carry handle.
This morning I was dressed, jacket on and changed into my driving glasses when I opened the flat door to see that the milk was there. I get a delivery once a week on a Tuesday. So, I picked up the milk and went through to put it in the fridge.
On returning to the door, heard my mobile phone and found a message that TBSITW had called and missed me. I quickly picked up my phone and called her at home with no reply.
At last I reached the front door of the building and who did I see but TBSITW! I felt that, as I was now running late anyway she should come in and have a cup of tea.
Bless her, she almost pushed me into the car and waved me away.
I broke no speed records, but arrived at 9.58 for a 10 o’clock start.
I am being expected to increase what I am doing, so I am now varying the order in which I do the exercises, as I often do well with the first half then cannot do well with the rest.
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I'm amazed you got to your exercise class so quickly, and really pleased that you got there at the start. I had been near your place at the podiatrist, and was heading off later to help your daughter with her house move, so we would only have had time for a quick cuppa together. Your class was much more important. xx
So how did a maths degree lead to nursing, and did you find the degree useful in your work?
Coincidentally, I also have a maths degree, and I don't recall any of my fellow students becoming nurses.
I've not used my degree formally, but nevertheless I suspect that the deeply ingrained ways of thinking are always lurking there in the background.
After doing jury service I decided that if I ever found myself in front of a jury I would ideally want them to all be mathematicians. My education had led to me having such a strict view of what "proof" meant that I had great difficulty in regarding the evidence in any case as being sufficent to "prove beyond doubt" that the accused was guilty.
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