The directions said to take the 5 and go sightly towards the 170 and merge onto the 101. It didn't say get on it! I didn't! Took me until the LA ZOO to figure it out. Called Best Friend and she saved my butt with GOOD directions! Shortly there after I was tooling along on the 101 at 20 miles an hour! Thanks to the BIG cushion of time I gave myself, I still have an hour till the test:).
Later, waaay later. I failed the test. 120 of us took it. Only 8 of us passed. Basic mathematics, my ass. Combination word problems with fractions with different denominators, inductive reasoning problems. And it would have helped if I had ANY idea of the relationship of [cublic] square inches to [cublic] square foots, and [cublic] square yards, because it's not apparently #x#x# ( the squaring part). Never saw that formula in my life. I think I guessed on everyone of the math problems accept three. I thought I did good on the other portions of the test, but I will never know, because it's pass/fail and you can't review the test by law. I can reapply in six months. Do I want to? Six months is long enough to learn the math. I will think about it. [8-9-08, 120 of us took the test, 8 passed, my sister had a patient who also tested, 104 people in his group, 12 passed.]
The picture is of my shadow with palm trees, as I sat outside having a snack before the test. Made the mistake of trying to take artsy shot of the building. Was spotted. From there on in, as I sat there and blogged on my phone, and fed the birdies part of my chips, there were people obviously watching me. This is not the first time I have been misidentified as an terrorist. I used to get followed around in the old Getty as well, and it was obvious as well. The guards would get on their walkie talkies and report what room I was going into! Why. . .don't know.
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