Or how about when you want a parking place in front of a store, not in a mall, they are always hard to find there, but one that is in a strip mall, where there is never any spots, you always have to park half a block away. But when you come out of the store after shopping, the parking places are all empty! How does that work?
How about this, you're on a Turnpike and you approach the toll booth and the line is eight cars long. When you finally get to pay the toll there isn't anyone behind you.
How can one person always be the last in line? How can the same person always be the last person in line!!? There has to be some kind of un-natural law of random selection at work to have the same person be last every time.
It's questions like these that makes a body wonder just what is his place in the larger universe. I guess I won't spend too much time on such things, but it's still fun to wonder how it's all suppose to work. Much greater minds than mine have tried and failed to figure that out and that makes me feel better when I'm at a crowed theater ticket window and last in line - heh
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