Schrondinger’s Cat
I mentioned in a recent post the theory of Schrodinger’s Cat? In regard to the belongings in my car space? This might help.
| Schrödinger’s cat – Wikipedia In quantum mechanics, Schrödinger’s cat is a thought experiment concerning quantum superposition. In the thought… |
This is actually where I know it from.
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Don’t let anyone tell you, you can’t learn something by watching television.
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Also, after moving into the building, I discovered weird things like my car-space is not accessible from the garage entrance on my side of the building?! Something else the real estate guy failed to mention!
Seems the two apartment towers each on a different street and joined in the middle by a large communal garden and BBQ area has a carpark that was built in such a way I often describe it like a deck of cards being shuffled by a high roller croupier.
Researching this tutorial has made me miss card games. Now I have other things to be annoyed about.
I attempted solitaire with actual cards in the early times of being one-handed. Soul destroying. Don’t do it!
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It’s always odd when I’m thinking to write and cover a particular topic and something really nice or sweet happens, that pushes me over the line to cover a particular topic.
I am often faced with people asking me if I need help and if I’m offended when people do because I so rarely take people up on their offer, but would prefer people to offer because I won’t always ask if people don’t think to.
Helen, can I help you get to the toilet?
Helen do you need me to wipe your bum for you?
OK, to make a point, one of those (which has never been offered to me) is too much. I hope you can tell which.
People don’t really offer to do much at all for me. Family, friends, anyone, because they assume I’m OK. I mean I’ve dropped my purse in the entrance to a train station and I was going to struggle to pick it up again. The train was pulling into the station and a younger woman hell bent on getting that train just stepped over my purse and I took a moment to compose myself and thankfully someone else stopped to pick it up for me.
I missed the train, but seriously, catching the train without my purse was not going to get me far.
Today, while in the city heading to my new Real Estate agent, I had gotten off the tram one stop too far and had further to walk, as I was walking up the street, a guy stopped to ask if I was lost or knew where I was going? I would have managed with some trouble, but I gratefully accepted his assistance.
He quickly did a Google search and told me it was another half a block. He suggested it was another half kilometre and asked if I could make it. I told him I would be fine. He had a bag of bananas and offered me one. It was very nice of him, but I turned him down. But it kinda made my day.
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