a Dilbert moment

[cellio]

My previous entry reminded me of something that happened to me a few months ago, and that I thought I would record here.

Recently I had the following encounter in the deli section of a large grocery store:

Me: I'd like a pint of the jello salad, please.

(The kid behind the counter reaches for the cup-sized container.)

Me: Sorry -- pint, not cup.
Kid: Huh?
Me: (pointing) This size.
Kid: Oh. That's a pound.
Me: That depends on what you put in it.
Kid: Huh?
Me: "Pint" is volume, not weight. What that amount weighs depends on what you put in it.
Kid: This is a pound, not a pint.
Me: If you fill it with potato salad it's probably more than a pound; if you fill it with that marshmallow fluff it's a lot less.
Kid: Huh?
Me: Never mind, just give me a pound of jello.

In case you're wondering, my pound of jello weighed about 12 ounces.

Comments

[fuck-drugs.livejournal.com]

you're a hippie.

[yitz.livejournal.com]

you can't expect a kid working in a grocery store to think... if i were working in a deli i wouldn't spare any brain cells for anything *in* the deli/grocerystore .. come to think o it, wouldnt waste any brain cells on ANY job.. which is why i think it's proof of God's existence and daily intervention that i am still employed.. ;)

Now you can *really* annoy him!

[sethcohen.livejournal.com]

Next time you go, demand a half-litre of jello. Or, to be more precise, ask for 473ml. He won't have any clue, but he'll look even stupider. 8^)