Numbers Versus Words

One or the Other

Which one are you? Are you a numbers person? Or do you love words? It’s an easy choice for me. Words would be my go-to choice. Numbers confuse and baffle me. I’ve loved words, reading, and books since I was a kid.

I Do Not Understand

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Math was my worst subject in school. To say I didn’t understand it is an understatement. I can do your basics but don’t ask me anything further. I cannot do math in my head unless it’s easy math. Don’t get too complicated with me because you will lose me. Bottom line is I abhor math. 

Retail Really

Which brings me to my job. Retail. So, I’m dealing with numbers all the time. If someone gives me a large amount I’ll count it three or four times to make sure I have the correct amount. God, I hate math. We have tills of course at work. My manager asked me if I wanted to be a key person, which involves counting your till at the end of the night.  I told her I’d think about it. A couple days later she asked me to sit in with her while she did the end of the night duties. I sat watching her as she went through screen after screen, and step after step. The whole thing gave me a huge headache and I wanted to run out the door. I am pretty sure I will never be doing that. I’m good with handing my till off to the key person I work with at the end of the night. I don’t need the added stress of counting a till to make sure the correct amount is there. Ugh, just thinking about it gives me the dry heaves.

Is It Just Me

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My brain apparently doesn’t compute numbers well. Go figure. Is it just me or are there others out there like me? Some are good with numbers and words. My husband Gary is horrible with words but excels at math. He can do math in his head. I envy that because I cannot. He tries to tell me to think of it this way or that way. I told him it just doesn’t make sense in my head. Kind of like my lack of knowing which way is north, south, east, west. I’m not perfect obviously. Some things I just cannot do. I’m perfectly fine with it.

Words on the other hand come easy for me. Sometimes I type too fast, and it comes out gobbledygook. Good thing I have someone who proofreads before I print. 

That's Just Me

You’d think my profession would have involved books, reading, libraries, or anything having to do with words. How I managed to get into retail is baffling. I don’t mind the back and forth with the customers. It's things like price overrides that leave me shaking my head. Who knew it could get so complicated? I feel like  price overrides should be something the till takes care of, not me. That’s just me.

There are those of us who love words. Me. Put me on the word side. Numbers drive me batty and make my head spin. Count and recount is what I do. Sometimes even then it doesn’t make sense. Does anyone else have the same problem? Or am I alone in this hopeless situation? 

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I am who I am. Can’t change me now. I’m too old and I’ve been this way forever. That being said, work calls me again today. 

Another chaotic filled day with numbers floating around in the air.

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