I was volunteering at a non-profit. Nothing going on, but there was a meeting in the conference room. All these bright young people, college grads, interns, etc. Grappling with some thorny problem regarding a massive project.
So, thinking I might learn something, I popped my head in and asked if I could sit in. Sure, they said, and found me a seat.
The white board was full of complicated formula, diagrams, and figures. Puzzled, I asked what the problem was.
Someone whispered that they had to order printer cartridges; they were figuring out how many to order. They'd been trying to figure this out for an hour.
"May I ask a couple questions?", I asked the leader. With an indulgent smile, he said, "If you make them quick. We have to get this order in immediately."
What's the print run?
4500
How many copies does each cartridge provide?
900
I looked around in amazement.
"May I say one more thing?"
"Yes."
You need 5 cartridges, but I'd order 6 to have a margin of error.
Looks of absolute total disbelief and amusement. What could this old cow be talking about?
I moved to the whiteboard and wrote 4500 divided by 900 = 5.
Five minutes of scribbling and figuring. Someone finally said,
"Mark one up for the old folks," and the room dissolved into laughter.
They ordered 6 cartridges.
Seven bright young college grads.
One old person who doesn't know New Math.
Just posting this for your giggles.