The other day I went to the deli counter to get eight oz. of Asian broccoli salad for Mom. The nice lass behind the counter soon handed me a small container holding just about one broccoli floret. Then the conversation went like this:
Me: I asked for eight ounces.
Her: This is eight ounces -- actually it's nine. See? (Shows me label on container.)
Me (looking at label, which reads "0.09 oz."): No, this is point-oh-nine ounces, not quite one-tenth of an ounce. Eight ounces is the same as a half pound.
Her: (quizzical look)
Me: There are 16 ounces in a pound. Eight ounces is the same as a half pound.
Her: Oh, yeah, I knew that. I thought it didn't seem like you wanted very much.
Truth is stranger and scarier than fiction.