ChatGPT, PhD.
I get an e-mail from ChatGPT requesting that I take him on as a PhD student.
I get an e-mail from ChatGPT requesting that I take him on as a PhD student.
"I do graph theory." I say, assuming by his question that he knows something about math. "Oh!" he sounds excited, "So you're a sports mathematician?"
"Don't look for them." I insist. "How can I talk about graphs if nobody here trusts me? Math is about trust, and you lot got none of it in you."
"Hey," I say to the driver, "That lady is pretty nice looking. Maybe after you drop me off you should come back here and try to talk to her."
I step out of my office to fill my water bottle. I see two students walking down the hall, one holding a shiny pair of brass knuckles down under an armful of books. "Hey, Mr. Kim, what
Professor Lee comes to my office. He is new in the department. Fresh like a baby. He is applied, but his math is strong, and we have high hopes for him. "What it the strangest place you&
In the middle of Alan Frieze's talk, Mathias pulls out a gum and sticks it in his big mouth. Takuro Mochizuki, in his talk, refers to a result about flat bundles as 'deep'. I