This is a story about a scrub. He’s also my friend, incidentally. Okay.
So me, bruce, and daniel are entering a classroom about 2 minutes late. the professor has already begun speaking. and as we enter, he says, “oh, here are the front row folks!” he’s a cool, funny dude with a big white beard. so we laugh and move to our usual places at the front of the classroom.
but i suddenly notice a problem. this is the problem:
___ ___ boy ___ ___
the blanks represent empty chairs. the “boy” represents a boy occupying a seat. we are three, the chairs are few. the problem is not, how many ways can the three boys sit in 4 chairs? (the answer is 4) the question is, how can three boys sit together when there’s “boy” there.
daniel tan, being smart, realizes there are exactly 0 ways for this to happen. so as me and bruce fill in the seat left of boy, daniel tan asks boy, “hey, can you scoot over?”
the professor just looks at us. the class starts laughing. bruce’s head seems like its turning into a red tomato and i’m like LOL. the end.
