Thursday, October 1, 2009

A bizarre thing happened today. When I came out of lab, I didn't see my bicycle where I usually park it at that building (Bagley Hall), resulting in the sick feeling after getting ripped off. But I remembered that I had tied it up at a different building (Mary Gates), thinking I'd return there for an event.

Too late for the event, since the lab session went longer than I had presumed, I planned to eat, exercise, etc., before leaving campus. However, I found my cable lock had been cut. I showed it to others who were unlocking, "someone cut my cable, but didn't steal my bike", and they agreed that was weird. One suggested that maybe a thief decided not to keep it after trying it out.

Deciding to avoid further risk by leaving it unlocked at the gym, I went home, wondering further about why it was cut. I speculated that someone mistook my bike, and had the cable cut before realizing the error. Then the hypothesis occurred to me that I had inadvertently locked my bike to that of someone else, who got campus police to cut it. After finally coming up with what seems to be a sensible explanation, I felt that the actual bizarre occurrence was coming up with improbable explanations.

But now I realize that this is actually typical, to keep trying to build models of the past, of cause and effect, of reality, until arriving at one that seems to fit, then stopping. So what was the real strange thing is that I would assume I'd figure something out in the first try or two.