Michael sent me to the store this morning to get some bread for breakfast.
When I got home, he noticed that I’d only gotten a half loaf. We’d paid for a loaf of bread. He expected to receive a loaf of bread.
In response to his puzzled look, I could only shrug and say “well, half a loaf is better than none, isn’t it?”
“No,” he replied. “Getting half a loaf when you were sold a full loaf is getting screwed!”
Anyone in the U.S. Senate listening?