Science is boring. Really boring. I did science because I wanted to be a well rounded student and get into a great college (which I did). The day I took my AP Biology test, was the day I knew my science career had ended. I was elated. No more mitochondria, no more pig dissection (which you can imagine was especially traumatizing for me as a vegetarian), no more elements table, no more force, torque or gravity. I especially despised quantum physics. No thank you.
But being forced to be a scientist, you are forced to think about the world in a way that you wouldn’t otherwise, including examining, exploring, and proving your theory through experimentation. I believe the process through which scientists discover things, “the scientific method”, is a valuable one to know and explore. While we love to make assumptions, this can lead to trouble. So can intuition if not kept in check. It’s important to use the scientific method to explore other parts of the human experience, from relationships to business. If we apply the scientific method to relationships, perhaps we will not go blindly into a rapport that is bad for us. If we do some research (thank goodness for google!) and check things out, it never hurts. Creating a hypothesis (he’s a great guy) and finding out that it’s true through some investigative research will make all the difference in romantic success. While if the theory is wrong, you can head off heartbreak.
The scientific method also applies to business. While business people go on gut, if they don’t vet out their partners, the idea, and the plan, there could be many options for failure.
So science, my nemesis, has actually become my dear friend. Any by becoming my dear friend, I have saved time, energy, and money. It almost makes me want to pick up my 12 grade bio textbook again. Almost.