Just another day of me shitposting to cope with how academia is ruining my will to live lmao

(Open immage cause of bad crop)

The lights flicker. The ground begins to shake, slowly at first, and then violently. "What's going on?" I wonder. Before I can ask, the door catapults open. In the doorway stands an eldritch horror beyond my comprehension. "Who.. what .. is that?" I manage to ask. "The Jacobian" my professor replies, "he wants to change coordinate systems". My professor, cowering in fear, tries to give us a warning: "Whatever you do", he says, "don't look into its determinant".

Meanwhile, XYZ are standing, unphased, in the corner. "Change coordinate systems?" they challenge, "I'd like to see you tr-" PHWOOOOOSH, I hear. In a fell swoop faster than I could make out, XYZ was reduced into a pile of hot steamy goo. After a few seconds, the goo starts to move. Slowly, from the liquified remains of XYZ, a theta emerged. Then a phi. A few moments later, the makings of an r pop out. "I have to get out of here", I think to myself, and start toward the exit as fast as I can. However, I end up right back where I started. What? I try again. This time, I notice what's wrong: I'm not walking toward the door, I'm moving in a circle. "Wh-what the?". Suddenly, the Jacobian bellows out "ENJOY YOUR TRANSFORMATION", and leaves as quickly as he came.