I used to work in a deli. Our scales gave weights in decimals, people always ordered in fractions. One day someone asked for an eighth of a pound. My coworker asks me “Is that .8?” I politely told her “it’s .125, so it needs to say about .13.” I guess part of it was panic, maybe if she had thought about it for a second she would have gotten it, but to think it’s more than a half pound was crazy. People ask for a half pound all the time.
my brain has to be under very specific conditions to do math. if any of those conditions change i draw a blank. adding a $5 tip sounds easy right? it’s just +5. Not when some teenager is watching you. it’s like peeing in public. here it comes… damnit someone walked in… oh near they can instant piss. probably doing calculus in their head too.
I can get that. Whenever I am sharing my screen or someone is watching me use a computer I turn into a boomer. I can’t type. I can’t find anything. I lose where the mouse is. Very annoying!
I used to work in a deli. Our scales gave weights in decimals, people always ordered in fractions. One day someone asked for an eighth of a pound. My coworker asks me “Is that .8?” I politely told her “it’s .125, so it needs to say about .13.” I guess part of it was panic, maybe if she had thought about it for a second she would have gotten it, but to think it’s more than a half pound was crazy. People ask for a half pound all the time.
my brain has to be under very specific conditions to do math. if any of those conditions change i draw a blank. adding a $5 tip sounds easy right? it’s just +5. Not when some teenager is watching you. it’s like peeing in public. here it comes… damnit someone walked in… oh near they can instant piss. probably doing calculus in their head too.
I can get that. Whenever I am sharing my screen or someone is watching me use a computer I turn into a boomer. I can’t type. I can’t find anything. I lose where the mouse is. Very annoying!
Me too!
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