I've got a protractor, Got a stapler now, it goes "Ka-ching"
There is a time in one's life at school, when confounded by some mathematical problem, one may have asked the question, "When will I use this in real life?". And indeed, for the most part, it is a rare thing that I find myself contemplating the integration of numbers of the application of Fourier transforms, and imaginary numbers.
But even more simply, the humble compass and protractor, whose inclusion in every school requirement list, baffled more than me. More often these things were used for puncturing ears rather than any mathematical application. And let's not even think about the use of a sextant!
I questioned all of these things, until this past weekend.
Often people question my work finding it curious, unique, and maybe, just a little sexy. Over a get-together last weekend with some girlfriends, I have occasion to happen upon the required text for a girlfriend's work and study. The title of this tome, "Blood Spatter Analysis", and with such an inviting title, I just had to delve in. I was greeted with colour photo after photo of traumatised corpses and crime scenes. My stomach is iron-clad, and it was so interesting, that I kept turning page after page. And then, lo and behold, there was the mother-load. Blood splashed up a wall, and there, intent and earnest, was the crime scene investigator with protractor in hand.
Happy mathematical days indeed!