Then class begins. I'm super-confident. The teacher (my 9th grade math teacher in real life) is going around asking a question to each student. I know that I'm going to nail my question.
So it finally gets to me. She asks the question. I don't even hear it but I say, "I can give you the answer but it doesn't matter. You don't want the universal truth, you just want the answer that's in your little book there."
So she says, "Baron, just answer the question. Why is would the same property in (some small city in Florida, I can't remember the name) cost more than a property in (the ghetto I grew up in)?"
This threw me off guard. It's a valid economics question. There are multiple reasons why a property costs more or less in a certain area but I don't know what they are.
So I just repeat my previous statement that she's not interested in the universal truth of the matter, she's just interested in the little answer that's in her book.
Then some marching band victory music starts pumping in and I start running around the class high fiving everyone.
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