I rode on a tram the other day, when a woman with a suitcase came in. She was middle-aged and looked like on a business trip but not used to business trips, a bit awkward and uncomfortable. She took a seat and fished out a coin from her purse. After shaking it in her hands like a dice, she wanted to open it on the back of one hand, but it fell to the floor. She clumsily picked it up and started to shake it again, this time opening it on the back of her hand more carefully. Her face showed no reaction over the decision made.
Was it her dinner choice? Or which way to start the talk she’s going to give? Which car to buy? Or some more life-changing decision? I’ll never get to know it. Anyway, making decisions by flipping a coin sounds appealing. You don’t even have to follow the decision made by the coin; when you see the result you might feel disappointment and thus realize that it would be the wrong decision.