Quad·rat·ic

(This word of the day idea is not at all challenging. I think I am just getting lucky.)

Today at work this little boy (he told me he was in sixth grade) came and asked if there was a calculator he could borrow. Of course, me being me, I was way too nosy to just say yes and hand over the nifty-shaped blue calculator with drug advertisements on it. I asked him if he was doing his homework, and yes, he was. It was really slow today, so I thought it wouldn't hurt anything if I taught him how to multiply fractions.

Ah, back to the days where the moment I discovered dividing a fraction is the same as multiplying it by its reciprocal just blew my mind.

I hope I wasn't too pushy... I think I got pretty into it. He said thank you though, and his mom was really happy he had his homework done when she came out of her appointment. Ha, poor guy just probably wanted a calculator and I invaded his life (for half an hour at least.)

On a side note, I'm watching Wheel of Fortune, and I am slightly insulted that advertisers target the elderly during both this show, and Jeopardy. Hip kids like me watch them too. Every other commercial is drug-related. See - a Zantac commercial. Mint-flavored? Mmm...