Edumacated
Feb. 5th, 2006 07:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This afternoon Omaha and I and the girls did our weekly grocery shopping. I went up to the deli and said, "I'd like eight ounces of sliced roast beef, please."
The girl behind the counter looked at me with a puzzled expression for a moment and then said, "How much is that? I'm not very good with ounces."
The girl behind the counter looked at me with a puzzled expression for a moment and then said, "How much is that? I'm not very good with ounces."
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Date: 2006-02-06 04:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-06 04:38 am (UTC)I expect it happens to everyone who lives long enough...
A.M.
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Date: 2006-02-06 04:41 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-02-06 05:07 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-02-06 08:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-06 09:36 am (UTC)When I go to the deli and do something like "2 oz roast beef, please", quite often the clerk will grab a handful, then drop a few pieces back, hold it for a moment, and then dump it on the scale, and it will be within 10% of the requested amount.
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Date: 2006-02-07 12:47 am (UTC)