I was working in San Diego as a game tester for SCEA, and a guy that I was working with, his name was Aaron, he had a magic 8 ball at his desk. You know, those things that you ask it a yes/no question and it tells you the future. Well, story has it that this particular 8 ball was quite magical. It was very accurate. So accurate that it proved itself to its accuracy one day in front of me.
Aaron was telling us a story about one guy being late for work one day, so jokingly the guys there asked it if this guy had a flat tire. Surely enough, when he got in, he told everyone about the flat tire. So, I thought it was a bit fishy and understood the laws of chances. The chance of someone not being at work on time is most likely due to traffic, flat tire, is sick, quit, was fired, or died. The chances were one in five.
One day, Aaron asks the ball if he’ll have a bad day at work today. The ball said yes. He felt particularly happy that day. Aaron did not let the ball be the judge of his day, or life. He liked his job, and was kind of senior there. Five minutes after asking the ball, he gets called into our lead’s office. When he comes back, I see him packing his things, and tells us all goodbye. He took the ball with him.
Ok, you say that can happen to anyone. How’s this for chance? One day, we had a fire drill. It was typical to have them once a month. When we get out, I see something shiny in a bush. I go to it, and behold, the Magic 8 Ball! Aaron threw it away after what I can only assume was a nasty answer from the ball.
Ever since it’s been in my possession, I have to admit, it’s been pretty accurate about everything I’ve asked it. Even about things that I thought could never be the way the ball calls it.
And that’s the story of my Magic 8 Ball.