I was in Value Village (a thrift store) a couple of years ago rummaging through their vinyl. I found a few albums and brought them to the checkout. The sixteen-year-old cashier looked at the records blankly for a moment and then consulted a note taped to the counter.<p>She looked back and forth a few times, and then asked me: "Um, are these seven in or twelve in?"<p>It was all I could do not to burst out laughing. "They're twelve in," I replied.