One and One-half Is Not the Same As Two
by Steve West on March 15, 2012
Recent conversation with Brenda:
me: There are not two scoops of raisins in my Raisin Bran.
Brenda: Excuse me?
me: There appears to be less than two scoops of raisins in my cereal box.
Brenda: You can tell this by looking at the top of the cereal?
me: Don't be silly, I dumped it all out, sifted out the raisins, and put it back in the box.
Brenda: So now we have a box of Bran without Raisin.
me: I'll put them back but as you can clearly see, there is absolutely no way that is two scoops.
Brenda: What if their scoop is smaller than yours? Maybe they should switch to an even smaller scoop and claim there are 50 scoops in every box.
me: You are taking all the fun out of this.
Brenda: Eat some breakfast - you'll feel better.
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