Believe it or not, this is loosely inspired by a real conversation.
The publisher sighed. He’d not been looking forward to this meeting with the author.
“This book of yours, ‘How To Pass Mathematics Examinations’. There’s a problem. Quite a few, I’m afraid.”
The author bristled. “Such as?”
“Well, it says here two plus two equals five. That’ll have to go.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s not right. And triangles don’t have four sides. And you can’t fill π with chicken.”
“I’m the mathematician. I know about these things. I have a degree.”
“From where?”
“Pluto. University College. A 2:1. Tell me, where’s YOUR mathematics degree from?”
“I don’t have one.”
“SEEEE!!!!!”
(Publisher sighs.)
The publisher sighed. He’d not been looking forward to this meeting with the author.
“This book of yours, ‘How To Pass Mathematics Examinations’. There’s a problem. Quite a few, I’m afraid.”
The author bristled. “Such as?”
“Well, it says here two plus two equals five. That’ll have to go.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s not right. And triangles don’t have four sides. And you can’t fill π with chicken.”
“I’m the mathematician. I know about these things. I have a degree.”
“From where?”
“Pluto. University College. A 2:1. Tell me, where’s YOUR mathematics degree from?”
“I don’t have one.”
“SEEEE!!!!!”
(Publisher sighs.)
