that there are never enough hours in the day?
Answer: Why go back to school, of course!
Good thing there's a community college just up the street.
This past week I found myself at Seattle Central Community College trying to figure out their admission's process. I want to earn what's called a "Certificate in Chemical Dependency." Having one expands job opportunities and allows me to do evaluations that can only be done by Chemical Dependency Professionals.
So, there I was Wednesday afternoon, walking down the halls, trying to find the correct offices and mixing in with students who have more tattoos than I have wrinkles.
Is that a good thing? Just something to ponder.
So in my quest I ended up at Admissions with the nice young man behind the desk who spoke ever so softly (I'm sure) leaving me to say "excuse me?" after each of his sentences. Then he would kindly repeat and I would catch what he was saying this time being very careful to also watch his moving lips...
Where he really caught me off guard was when I turned in my sealed transcripts from both undergraduate and graduate school and he casually announced (after a quick perusal) that I needed to take a math test...
"A math test? Seriously??"
"Yes Mame. You haven't taken math in the last three years."
"Well, yes, that's right. I haven't taken math in T H I R T Y years... Are you sure?"
"Yes Mame; go down the hall to the testing center on your left then come back here with verification."
"Oh geeze."
Down the hall I went to a very bored woman who circled a piece of paper that said 'Math--$17.00'
"Go down the hall to the payment center and bring me back the receipt.
By the way, we close at 4:30..."
Oh geeze.
OK, back to the admissions office area and to the payment window. Whew, straightforward. Back to bored lady who escorted me to a room with computers. She sat me in front of one that read, "MATH".
How hard can this be? I found myself thinking; HA HA HA, silly me!
This was my problem:
I do not remember how to do square roots.
I'm not so sure about: 1/3 + 12/18 = 1 ?/30; they had many other interesting combination's.
I do not know what /4-3/ equals or means: I do not understand what those / / enclosing the numbers are for.
I do not remember my triangle areas and angles.
I'm only partially able to do certain percentages.
Once finished (before 4:30; doesn't take too long when you're sure you don't know most of the answers) the bored lady handed me a piece of paper that said '31'.
I do think I know what that means.
So back to the nice young man who repeated all his sentences to hand in my test score.
He handed me back a piece of paper and said,
"Now you need to see an adviser; the information's on the piece of paper."
"Will I have to take math?" I meekly asked.
"You'll have to see an adviser" he repeated.
So, that's where I'm left. Monday night I meet an adviser at 6PM and hope to talk my way out of taking math. Perhaps they will trust that since I have a bachelor's, master's and acupuncture degrees I should be able to successfully accomplish the academic challenges ahead of me without taking math. What are the mathematical odds of that?
Wish me luck. More later, for sure.
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