Today’s installment of Riley’s New Job included a student spilling coffee all over the floor in a lecture I assisted, then me aggressively refusing to let her help me mop it up because the professor was mid-instruction and I didn’t want her to lose her concentration on the content. I might have sorta yelled, “NO. YOU LEARN THE CALCULUS, I DO THIS.” while shooing her away and pointing at the front of the room.
This, together with that time yesterday when I explained my lack of lunch hour with, “I don’t need to eat. The calculus will sustain me,” has probably started to clue people in that I am nuts about mathematics and also nuts in general.