I understand. We weren’t actually together speaking of math, but Rocky & I were, so… .
77 – 29 = 48. A 48 degree drop in temperature from yesterday afternoon to this morning. More layers!
And speaking of math– I witnessed the most amazing thing yesterday at the SuperLu. (That’s the SuperValu grocery in town but the ‘a’ and ‘l’ on the sign don’t light up anymore.) A fellow in front of me purchased something for $2.49. Total cost to him– including his $0.17 contribute to the Sovereign State of Mississippi– was $2.66. He handed the youngish woman (late 20s?) a 50 dollar bill and she promptly entered $5.00 as the amount tendered.
Typically, these sorts of mistakes would require the young cashier to reach for the PA system mic and say, “Joanne, come up front to check, please,” so that the rest of the folks in line could be dealt with as quickly as possible while the consequences of the mistake were being sorted out. Often, this would require the more senior cashier– who in this case was bagging– to herself reach for the mic and say, “Manager assistance needed on register one.”
But that’s not what happened! The young cashier looked at the screen, realized her mistake, and started out by getting four pennies out of the drawer, “seventy,” a nickel, “seventy-five,” a quarter, “three,” … “four, five… and fifty.”
She did it again as she counted it out into the fellow’s outreached hand, just to be sure, she said.
It was a beautiful sight!
