Whenever you have a Genetics class, you will invariably encounter probability problems. There seems to be some Mendel-inherited cultural memory of randomly choosing differently colored balls from a bag to illustrate the Product Rule or something.
Today, my very Chinese professor, was explaining the probability of getting blue balls when randomly picking from a blind sack. And people were laughing. And he didn’t know why. So when I made the mistake of lingering after class, he came up and asked me what everyone had been laughing about. What was I to do?! Should I have to be the one to explain to my professor what blue balls are? Did I make the right decision to feign ignorance and get the hell out of there?
Probably not.
So what happened??
The suspense of this has been tearing me up inside for two weeks now.
I feigned ignorance, blamed text messaging and escaped.
Two weeks? You need to get out more Walthers.
Professor: Why was everyone laughing?
Tommy: Are you married professor?
Professor: Yes, for 20 years now.
Tommy: Well, you’ve had them for awhile then.