( 12:25 AM ) teahouse
Illusions Shattered
It's amazing the things you learn about someone you think you know.
I was talking to the Boy on the phone tonight, and somehow we started talking about the classes we took in college.
"Yeah," I said. "I took calculus. I started in high school. I took Differential, Integral and Multivariable calculus. Then I took Differential Equations and Linear Algebra."
The Boy confessed that he'd only gotten as high as Precalculus in high school, and never took any calculus at all in college.
The conversation came to a grinding halt. I was speechless.
"You've never taken calculus?" I asked incredulously.
I think he was taken aback by my emotional response.
"What?" he asked. "Plenty of people don't take calculus. I was a premed."
At my college, premeds had to take calculus. But not at his, I learned.
I couldn't stop thinking about this for the rest of the conversation. I was full of questions.
"How could you not have taken higher math? You're Asian! Are you some sort of mutant?"
"Does that mean I'll be the one who has to help our kids with their math homework?"
"So you can't even take the derivative of a polynomial? How have I been dating you for so long and never picked up on this?"
I was so perturbed, that after I hung up the phone I called my sister.
She laughed at me.
"I can't get over the fact that my boyfriend never took calculus..." I kept muttering. "Does that make me shallow?"
She laughed some more. "Well, it doesn't quite have the 'My boyfriend makes less money than I do' or 'I don't like his car' or 'He's losing his hair' kind of shallowness," she said.
I guess I'm nerdily shallow.
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