Every Single Time.

Ah, the eternal quest to make mathematical notation less horrifying! In the top panel, we have the standard factorial notation where 5! = 120. But our brave mathematician rejects this conventional approach with disgust. Instead, they propose the revolutionary "120? = 5" format in the bottom panel—essentially asking "what number, when factorialized, gives us 120?" It's the mathematical equivalent of answering a question with another question, which is precisely how I respond to undergraduate emails asking for extra credit. Just imagine the chaos in textbooks: "Solve for x: 3628800? = x". Pure mathematical anarchy. I'm sure the International Mathematical Union would have an absolute meltdown.

The dimensional confusion is real! This poor student is experiencing that primal moment of mathematical bewilderment when their teacher decided to torture them with 4-dimensional problems. In the student's primitive brain, dimensions beyond 3D might as well be witchcraft. "Why stop at 4D? Why not just teleport me to the 11th dimension of string theory while you're at it?!" The caveman-like confusion perfectly captures that universal academic trauma when math suddenly jumps from "I understand this" to "I need a PhD to comprehend what dimension I'm even in." Every STEM student just had flashbacks to their first encounter with hypercubes.

Nothing screams "I am a god among mortals" quite like finally getting that stubborn code to run after 17 hours of debugging. Money and status? Please. The true currency of power is watching your experiment work after you've sacrificed three nights of sleep and most of your sanity to the scientific gods. That pink bar represents the collective euphoria of researchers everywhere who've muttered "just one more try" approximately 387 times before success. It's the academic equivalent of summiting Everest, except instead of breathtaking views, your reward is a graph that doesn't look completely ridiculous.

The chicken-or-egg paradox just got juicy! Turns out the fruit actually came first - "orange" was a fruit long before it was a color. Before the 1500s, English speakers called the color "yellow-red" or "red-yellow." It wasn't until merchants brought these exotic citrus fruits to Europe that people started saying "hey, that thing is the color of an orange!" Mind = blown. Next up: figuring out if a banana is yellow because bananas are yellow or... wait, no, that one's pretty clear. 🍊

The most epic New Year's celebration known to academia! At 11:59, deep in the throes of thesis writing. At midnight, a wild transformation into Party Animal Supreme with party hat and noisemaker for exactly 60 seconds of revelry. By 12:01, right back to the crushing reality of unfinished citations and looming deadlines. This is what we call "time management" in grad school. The thesis doesn't care about your social life, arbitrary calendar transitions, or basic human needs. The scientific method requires sacrifices, and apparently, those include normal holiday celebrations.

The probability paradox strikes again! This delicious self-referential question is the mathematical equivalent of stepping on a LEGO in the dark. If you pick randomly, you have a 25% chance of being correct (1 out of 4 options). But wait—there are TWO options labeled 25% (A and D), doubling your chances to 50%! But then option C says 50%, making it correct instead? The poor guy's brain is melting faster than ice cream in a physics lab. Welcome to the probability version of "this statement is false"—where even the cat looks smugly confident it knows the answer.