I placed an Instacart order which included a request for 2 pounds of ground beef. The web site tells me that what I’m actually getting is 2.0299999999999994 pounds. I counted the 13 nines. I fully understand how floating point numbers work in a computer, but somebody needs to add a little code to do some rounding there. I don’t need to see the exact number of atoms I’m getting.
I myself once learned 380 digits of π, when I was a crazy high-school kid. My never-attained ambition was to reach the spot, 762 digits out in the decimal expansion, where it goes “999999”, so that I could recite it out loud, come to those six 9’s, and then impishly say, “and so on!”
I always get a kick out of news stories that convert from metric for the benefit of USians. Like “the explosion hurled debris up to 20 meters away (65.6168 feet)”.
Could be worse. We bought a trinket at a Christmas decoration store and it rang up as $76,410,081,785,00. Fortunately I made a counter offer that they accepted.
On another board someone from the UK said he liked to mess with the clerks by ordering a third of a kilo. I said that might backfire on him.
Clerk: 300 grams, 329, 332, so far so good… 334 – shoot. [takes some off] 332.6… 332.8…
Jokester: That’s close enough, actually.
Clerk: Shut up! You wanted a third and that’s what you’re gonna get. 333; yay! Point 2… point 4 – dammit!
I very nearly made this mistake two years ago. I was registering for a course at a Texas university and instead of putting “1” in the number of courses I was registering to pay for, I almost put “2250” (the number of dollars that course was going to cost in tuition.)
Had I done so and hit “submit,” it would have cost me $2,250 x 2,250 = over five million dollars.
That level of precision is better than me always forgetting that one store counts a “1” as a single banana, and another store counts “1” as a bunch of bananas (neither website specifies). Can’t tell you the number of times I’ve received one lonely banana in my order. Luckily I had an on the ball Shipt shopper once, who texted me to be sure I wanted SIX BUNCHES OF BANANAS. No. No, I did not.
Heh. There was a local news story a while back about exactly that.
I have this image of their 2-year old kid who was “elated” jumping up and down in excitement over the unexpected bounty of bananas and it just makes me smile.
When someone gets there, they should pause before each “9”, pretending to recall some complicated mnemonic, maybe a minute or two, only to say “9” again and repeat 4 more times.
I recall a story from maybe 20 years ago when a guy was buying a stick of RAM for his PC. The inexperienced clerk observed the price tag in the display case for a single stick of RAM - and then mistakenly sold him the entire carton of RAM sticks (perhaps a couple dozen) for that price.
The episode that turned me off Mythbusters - they myth was that putting water on a greasfire would shoot flames “twenty feet” into the air. The experiment has flames shoot 18 feet. Myth “busted”. Yeah, right. Did they actually think the myth was 20.000000000 feet?
There’s a story of a farmer telling a visitor that the mountains bordering his property were “60 million and 11 years old”, explaining that eleven years earlier, a geologist told him they were 60 million years old.
On an undergraduate engineering exam, I solved a problem and wrote the answer as “~ 31.26 degrees”. The professor showed a sense of humor when he marked it correct but added, “How approximately?”