Let me just state for the record that I am a mathematically challenged individual, so, what is to follow comes not from a place of judgment. Rather, it comes from a place of humor, albeit unintentional humor, and the source of this humor is one that is near and dear to my heart. one of the men at the day shelter for homeless men where I work. One of the guys has a penchant for telling tall tales and for mispronouncing words. In his care, the word ‘heroin’ is pronounced ‘hair on’, and recently, a colleague of mine found out that this gentleman can work magic with numbers.
During a recent conversation, he told my colleague that he had not seen his sister in fifty-five years. When asked how old his sister is, he stated that she is fifty-three years old. Thinking he must have heard one of the numbers incorrectly, my colleague asked again how long it had been since this man had seen his fifty-three year old sister, and fifty-five years was the definitive answer given.
Irregardless of how many ways you pose a question or do the calculations, some things just do not add up . . .
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