BOATPIG Page 135
Prodding your phone into life you call the Party Chairman. Despite being slightly disappointed you have failed to find the pub Phil agrees to assist. After confirming you know where you are and what you are doing he diagnose your problem as not navigational but far more serious; trying to know both your position and speed at the same time has upset the balance of your quantum state and left you dangerously, perhaps fatally, uncertain. That doesn’t sound good. - GAME OVER
Your despair is lifted as Phil carries on to offer a cure, Panthera leo induced Schrodingerian certainty. In relief you agree and Phil says some agents will be around shortly to deliver the cure.
To your surprise the cure appears to be a large box, but desperate for safety you climb in. At this point you realise two things; one you really should have remembered about Schrodinger’s Cat earlier and two the ‘cat’ Phil has chosen appears to be a medium sized lion.
Would you care to try again?