We wouldn’t have believed this if it hadn’t happened to one of our own writers, who was on his way to the downtown library when a young man stopped him on the street. Handing over a crumpled high school transcript, the man said, “I need 21 credits to graduate. How many do I have?”

Obligingly, our writer counted: Six plus five (carry the one) plus three here ’n three more there…25 and a half. The man thanked him and walked away with a smile. The D Magazine staffer, stunned, checked his wallet, and then looked around for the candid camera. Maybe it was a joke. And if it wasn’t, let’s hope the grad who couldn’t add was from out of town. Way out of town.


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