Last night, our cohort ('PhD class') tried to round up a big group to grab crabs. Done in by problem sets, only 7 of us actually made it. Given my work load, it was both the best and worst decision of my day. Other than Tara and Greg, whose Mid-Atlantic + Pacific-Northwest upbringings gave them an edge, we weren't particularly discernible crab eaters. We had trouble even finding crabs on the menu. We were, however, wonderful with numbers and logic. Much to the waiter's chagrin.
Julia (representing the table): How many crabs do people normally eat?
Waiter: Four to six.
Julia: When you say four to six, what size is that?
Waiter: All sizes. Medium, large, or extra-large. Seven of you here, why don't we start with two and a half dozen large ones? And some appetizers?
Julia: Your estimates seem highly variable and unlikely.
(In the end, we got soups, fritters, and 2 dozen large ones, were all stuffed, and still had leftovers. Nice try, Tricky Waiter.)
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