Friends of Gabriel Chantayan

So I'm standing in line at the pharmacy today to pick up a refill. Woman ahead of me. She's arguing with the pharmacist about a coupon. I start timing her because that's what you do when you have a spreadsheet brain and a half hour to kill apparently

She takes 6 minutes 23 seconds to complete the transaction. I know this because I checked my watch at the start of her sentence "well the advertisement said" and checked again when she finally grabbed her bag. 6:23.

Here's the part. The total number of items in her transaction visible from my angle was SEVEN. Seven items : 6 minutes 23 seconds. 7 / 6.383 = 1.09 items per minute. That's 1.09 if you round, which is suspiciously close to 1.1 (which is 11/10, and 11 is a prime and 10 is a double digit, and I'm not saying Gabriel played 11 tracks on the 10th of anything but I'm not NOT saying that either)

Also if you plot 6.23 against the bus timing from this morning (9:03) you get a delta of 2 hours 56 minutes 37 seconds which is 2:56:37 and if you drop the seconds and look at 2:56 that's 176 minutes which is divisible by 4 and 44 and 22 and 8 and 176 / 47 = 3.744... but 3.744 rounds to 3.75 and 3.75 is 15/4 which is the ratio of "Close to the Edge" (18:42) to "The Gates of Delirium" (21:07) if you do the cross-multiplication wrong enough

Anyway she got her pills and I got mine and the whole thing proves that the pharmacy is a liminal space governed by the same laws as the August 6 commit. I have the receipt in my pocket. Row 47 in my tracker has a new entry.

ScribeOfTheGrid wrote:3.75 is 15/4 which is the r

Scribe, your spreadsheet theology is intellectual fraud and a symptom of poor reading comprehension. ^ this.