I went to an early showing of Harry Potter seven, part 2. The reason I got in was because my parents are insured with Allstate. A few minutes before the movie started I noticed the Allstate employees dragging in some large boxes. This obviously meant a raffle. At this point in my life I was still somewhat excited about the prospect of winning free shiz. That is, I was until they announced what there was to win. There were a few sort of interesting t-shirts (this is where it gets abnormal) a smegging ice cream maker, and some cereal bowls. That was all they had? I didn’t even check to see which number I had!
Math is something freeloaders at raffles struggle with. About 10 minutes later at the same Harry Potter event, a number was called for one of the t-shirts. Someone behind me gave a loud sigh of grief. Then turned to his friend and said “I was only one number away, dang it.” DID YOU NOT PASS FIFTH GRADE PROBABILITY CLASS BRO? EVERYONE IN THE WHOLE FLIPPING ROOM HAS THE SAME CHANCE AT WINNING!!!! They call 56, I have number 4. If they guy next to me has number 57 then he has the same chance of winning as I do! It doesn’t matter exactly which number you have, or how close it is to the number chosen! My friend bob (name changed for security purposes) once told me that he “almost” won a kinect. I asked him how he “almost” won. He replied by saying “They had a drawing for one at my dad’s work party, they called out number 256 to win the kinect, we had 257.” I then said “Seriously Bob? You think you almost won?” Then I told him how math works. He cried (not really, but it makes for a better story) and told me I ruined a perfectly good conversation starter. I apologized and wished him the best of luck graduating from high school Algebra class.
Stick to bingo kids…
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