Now, this is a post that really really belongs on this thread. It slays me how someone can be hired to work at a feed store, and work there for at least a week, and not learn even the bare basics.
But... I once ordered 1/4# of roast beef at the deli counter. The girl gave me a perplexed look, wrinkled up her face, and said... "Are you sure?" I said, "Yep, I don't want it to go bad, so I only want 1/4#." So, while she sliced the beef, I went to get the rolls. Came back and she handed me a bag with a tiny little shred of beef in it. "Huh?" So, I had to give her a math lesson: 1# = 16 oz. 1/4# = 4 oz. or, .25#. She still couldn't figure it out. I had to tell her to start slicing, and I'd tell her when to stop.
Back to eggs and the like: Worked with a girl who would buy my eggs for her husband. But, he had to cook them, because she wouldn't touch an egg. As she got a bit older she got braver. She would actually buy the packaged chicken at the grocery store. But he had to cook it, cause she couldn't stand looking at it, and certainly couldn't touch it. Fast forward an other year. She had a melt down late one night because some "chicken juice" spilled on the kitchen floor, and she had run out of bleach wipes. This is a mother with 2 children to feed.
Sounds like she has some OCD germ phobia or something not really that stupid or funny. Just sad.