Well . . . Maybe One

In a backhanded way I’m kind of glad I didn’t get the chance to tell this story last week because now there’s more to tell:

Last week my son wanted to go to our local doughnut shop and get a doughnut, and I spent a couple of hours seeing if either his mother or Lala (both on diets) wanted to take him.  I tried playing up the aspect of them getting some coffee while they were there, but to no avail.

As I explained to them, the reason I didn’t want to take him is because I knew that if I went I’d come back with a box of doughnuts that I’d end up eating the bulk of (and I did too) because to me the concept of only getting “one doughnut” from a shop was the perfect example of a number that was both irrational and imaginary.

This week however has given me reason to be grateful to the concept of irrational and imaginary numbers because my son wants to go again this week and I am not eating any doughnuts this week!

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