The Naked Man Problem and the Secret to Never Forgetting Numbers
Crap. Where did I put my stuff?
Every time I go to the gym, it’s the same thing - a sea of identical lockers. And I have no idea which is mine.
I can’t solve this by picking a favorite, because there’s always a potential naked man standing next to the one I want. This isn’t a big locker room. And I like my space free of other naked people.
(Maybe it’s because of that time in college when I was just trying to find a bathroom in a campus building and accidentally walked into the locker room my chemistry professor used after racquetball. Naked chemistry professor. That image is burned into my brain forever.)
So yeah, there are plenty of times I come back to that locker room and have no idea which locker is mine. I know I’m not the only one. You can see the panic of guys opening locker after locker, trying to find their stuff.
But here’s my secret. I actually do know how to remember...








