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Tell Me Venn Will You Be Mine



So Zeitgeisters,

Miss Raspberry Beret and I were driving down Venn Street in North Perth. I said, “Venn diagrams” in that way you do to work your mouth and you have no connecting thought.

Fatally, Miss RB asked, “What’s a Venn diagram?”

And I said, “Well you have these two circles see. And there’s things inside them. Points. You know the circles overlap. And where they overlap…hold on. There’s these different objects. Some are in one circle and some are in the other. And there’s an array. No there isn’t. Forget everything I just said, there’s no array and I know f**k all about Venn diagrams.”

Everything I learned in high school twenty years ago has dried up into tiny particles which leak out of my ears while I sleep.

Elevate the Insignificant,

Mr Trivia

Comments

Anonymous said…
Dear Mr Trivia,

I'm worried, I used a Venn Diagram in a meeting recently and now I'm worried my colleague may not have understood, I've recenlty learned he has forgotten most of his high school mathematical concepts. Do you have any advice, should I use another format?

Also should I be wary of using other statisitical concepts in future around said colleague.

Yours
Worried
itchy said…
Aaargh year 11 Statistics flashbacks....

I wonder : of the proportion of people who remembered Venn diagrams clearly, and those who don't remember them at all, how many do you suppose have a vague recollection that they suspect might relate to Venn diagrams but aren't sure? If only there was a way of representing that.. :)
Mister Trivia said…
Dear Anonymous,

Thanks for your post. To answer you question we probably need to go over a few things first.

1. When your colleage says he has "forgotten most of his high school mathematical concepts" is this 100% true or is he just feeling a little hazy about some of these and would prefer younger and sharper minds to do the arithmentic, trig or algebra required?

This has been my tactic on occassion. What my mother would describe by the term "laziness". This is in fact, curable.

2. If your colleague really has forgotten all these concepts then it may be time for a refresher course.

a) If you are your colleague's boss then send him on some kind of disguised remedial maths course as part of his professional development.

b) If you are at around the same place on the ladder as your colleague then slip an appropriate book on his desk like "Everyday Math for Everyday Life: A Handbook for When It Just Doesn't Add up" by Mark Ryan.

3. If you're colleague is anything like me then he probably doesn't understand and needs all the help he can get. Can you broach this subject with him or is this too difficult?

4. If you're colleague is actually me and you're trying to be kind and tactful, then I suggest you use more similes, simpler charts and speak in a slow and calming tone. I will get it eventually.

Good Luck!

Mr Trivia

p.s. Props to you ITCHY and remember - there are two types of people in the world - those who think there are two types of people in the world - and those who don't.
Spottyjunglecat said…
I love Maths!
kate said…
The memory of what I had for breakfast leaks out of MY ears during the day!

What should I do Mr T?

Perhaps I should eat some IRON MAN FOOD to improve my rock n roll soaked memory???

love those ads.

see superman. it's ace.
Mister Trivia said…
Thanks for your comment Kate. I look at the memory problem this way. My mdemory was better in the past. So the way I propose improving my memory is to find some device that will help me go back in time.

I've searched the Internet, but so far no dice.

If you have any luck on this front, please give us a yell.

Mr T

p.s. I agree those Nutrigrain ads are icons of Aussie Culture.

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