Heh. Trainer Monkey's got me so away from that silly number system, I've royally annoyed one of the trainers at the local gym that I visit once a week (I mostly go there for the better weight room and because my stable mate still goes there so I can work with him a bit). Anyway, the trainer'll hold up a mitt and call a number that I completely ignore and use a completely different punch than what he called for. It doesn't help that the guy routinely forgets that I'm a southpaw.