CASE 7: The Ballad Of Spicy Jake, Part 1

Xia entered while knocking on my door, saying my name through her thick northern Chinese accent, like ‘I-zerk’. My heart pounded so hard I worried she’d hear it. I became suddenly very aware of my body oder. “Your comment during Hamdi’s lecture, about mapping fractal geometry onto a hyperbolic Reman surface, was very insightful. “ “Oh…ah…um…” “When did you become interested in algebraic geometry. I thought you were in pure number theory.” She looked at me suspiciously, which I found painfully attractive. I make a point not to pine for colleagues — mathematics is competitive enough without a sexual element — but the heart wants what the heart wants and in my case the heart wanted a five foot post doc from Manchuria. <a href="https://alexshifman3.medium.com/case-7-the-ballad-of-spicy-jake-part-1-283c00de8ee5">Learn More</a>