Meeting with the grandmother.
6 August, 8:59
“...and if hell exists, you can easily rest there. After the service of Pandora...”
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I recently went to a bank with my wife for some of her business. I get out of the car and I see a crawling figure. At the same time, the bank barely flies the grandfather. Suddenly I (110kg) is encompassed by a completely childish desire to hide from this grandfather for a wife. 5 of OKG. A non-trivial task
What an attack like that. I shake the shake, open the door to the old man, and the cause of the darkness becomes clear. Professor Trenogin, my lecturer in Matan and Methods of Mathematical Physics. Horror flying on the wings of the session. The armor and seat of the dean.
...
Trenogin was the most terrifying of all the teachings. Sending half-groups with bananas was for him to spit. I can’t say that as a predecessor he was super-whole not. His lectures were quite tumultuous, he often lost the topic, jumped from fifth to tenth, but demanded the first category.
At the same time, he was brutal and evil like an Iroquois.
When I showed his lectures to my father-academic, he recognized Vladimir Sanych as mentally ill.
He gives you things that you will not need in life. Very special things, and I don't understand how he promoted them into the program.
It turned out that he injected elements of his doctorate there. Why is this great mystery.
Vladimir Sanych liked to play with the mind. He took the Russian roulette exam with 13 tickets, where the task was reduced to an integral. Four courses fought over him and could do nothing. Without a solved task, you will not go to the oral, so 13 tickets are guaranteed two points, regardless of the number of heels in the forehead.
Before the exam, I just scratched it.
I come home and I wonder what granite we are grinding there. And with my mythical stuff. Did the bullshit teach? The aircraft painted? Oh my boy!
Oh yes! well on. Here is my ticket.
Taken in memory?
and UGU.
Well, what we have there.
It is pleasant to see. All the hurry as a hand removed. Without noticing me, he goes to the office and waits for twenty minutes.
Your mathematics examination would not bother. This is a well-known formula from graph theory describing the movement of a graph in the space of S-strings, more precisely half the path, but you don’t need it at all.
Can this be solved by our methods? A substitute, a replacement of variables?
I will try.
Within half an hour comes out with three thickly printed sheets.I am on 7 sky.
I learned only one ticket. At the exam called the 13th-Sanych is not even useful to check - because no one in a healthy mind will take it for himself.
I sit to write. Inspired, I annoyed the professor. People at 13 usually look out the window, meditate and prepare for execution, rather than write. Come and look from the back. Cover the list.
Patience, Patience, Patience is patience. I have not finished!
A compassionate stone passes through the group. All the fucking cat. Goodbye to the institute, goodbye to the strong working team.
It was given by Stanislavsky. Complete drama with elements of shamrock.I sit down, I start canoeing, can oral immediately?
and happy. Leave the task. Not decided? to Goodbye. Specifically goodbye.
The task? Let it go. I write the answer. The trainer shakes his eyes.
Hey, how did you do it?
Dick, Vladlen Sanych, this is the same well-known (aga-every dog knows) formula from the theory of the graphs (further in the text)
I risked, of course desperately. I did not know I learned. In maths, this does not work. One question and I end. If he asked me what they were for the counts, I would have only recalled something from heraldics in response.Well, maybe, Leo Nikolaevich would have moved in the space of the S-stripes.And they would have sent me into the space of the female reproductive organs immediately. Where He would be from now on and forever and forever.
But it procured. The professor was so demoralized that he followed the most predictable path.
In our methods, can you take this integral?
I have to think.
Think of.
While I depicted the torments of creativity, Vladelen Sanych did not take his eyes from me and did not pay attention to external stimuli (shpargals, textbooks, jokes). As a result, the whole group successfully passed the exam.
I was then carried on my hands.
I write out formulas, scratch what is written, write again, with a word, I put a shadow on the cloth. I am deliberately mistaken in the mark. I leave with doubt.
It seemed to be out, but where the sign was lost.
Two minutes later we find the lost one.
And here Sanych is expressed by speech. A minute for twenty. About how hard and heroic he did something in mathematics. I am afraid to move. It gradually makes sense.
Previously, the professor explained to us how stupid we are. Now I’m saying that he’s smart too.
Finally it quieted.
Can it be oral?
Do not need. Take the count.“Good” he wrote in the polish.
I did not go to his exams anymore. From time to time he called me to listen to a lecture, but it is so, "I said, I understand, you are busy with scientific work, but if you find time."
Still as busy. Do not raise your head as you are busy.
...
I approached him in the bank.For a quarter of a century I dreamed of spitting in this rose.
Welcome to Sanchez!
The day good. We are acquainted?
Ms. and MF1.
Aaaah hello to you.
I would like to thank you, Vladimir Sanych, your science has helped me a lot in my life.
Are you related to mathematics?
Not to any extent.
Why thank you then?
And for the fact that after your exams all the other tasks that life set me seemed to be nonsense.
And this yes. It is worth.
And do not say. Thank you again!
(I will remember you for centuries)
and Amen.