I’ve been to an Arctic Monkeys concert where a dude behind me broke his leg and kept moshpitting (don’t ask me why there was a brutal moshpit at an Arctic Monkeys concert) for another hour before he was finally taken care of by paramedics.
As a young teen, I used to love to entertain the thought that my watching the game on TV would somehow alter the trajectory and the outcome of the score.
If my watching the game is irrelevant, what’s the point of paying attention?
It’s narcissistic egocentrism, but hey for parallel universes and Heisenberg pop science
It’s really not gonna change anything about the outcome, unless the broken bone just happens to cut open his radial artery, which is highly unlikely.
Still… I don’t care what one’s passion is; one should never let it interfere with the need for immediate medical attention.
I’ve been to an Arctic Monkeys concert where a dude behind me broke his leg and kept moshpitting (don’t ask me why there was a brutal moshpit at an Arctic Monkeys concert) for another hour before he was finally taken care of by paramedics.
As a young teen, I used to love to entertain the thought that my watching the game on TV would somehow alter the trajectory and the outcome of the score. If my watching the game is irrelevant, what’s the point of paying attention?
It’s narcissistic egocentrism, but hey for parallel universes and Heisenberg pop science