There’s a story a lot of people tell about themselves that goes like this:
I’m just not a math person. Some people get it and some people don’t, and I’m in the “don’t” category. I’ve always been this way. It’s fine. I manage.
It’s told in a certain tone — part acceptance, part mild embarrassment, part practiced deflection to move the conversation along before anyone presses for details. The details being: how you quietly calculate tips on your phone before the check arrives. How you always “let” someone else split the bill. How you’ve never fully understood your own bank statements. How payday feels like briefly visiting a country where you speak the language and then slowly losing it again.
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