
Originally Posted by
Utopian
About 30 years ago I was in a meeting with about a dozen people. One guy quickly made it clear that he was desperate to be the smartest guy in the room.
He was not.
After a brief time it was clear that he was feeling very threatened by me. He finally asked me a couple of questions that had nothing to do with the topic of the meeting but he was very upset when I answered them. Finally, he asked me to how many decimals did I know Pi? I responded with 3.14159.
He literally jumped out of his seat and yelled "two seven!"
I told him that I never felt the need for Pi past 5 decimals, but it did not matter to him. He sat smugly for the rest of the meeting confident of his victory. I think of him every time I think of Pi and never regretted not telling him that I had memorized it to 100 decimals.