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Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Coming for lunch?
You're my colleague in office, and at lunchtime I stride up to you and invite you out to lunch with me. TGIF or Kailash Parbat or Little Italy or Subway and so on. I promise to regale you with anecdotes involving me and autodrivers. You are tempted. You are charmed. Perhaps, if you have the right chromosomes, you are even aroused. You gaze up at me and are about to accept my invitation when you remember something.
"I'd love to come," you say, distraught, "but my dabba has come from home."
But I've saved my best card for last. "Haven't you heard of the sunk cost fallacy?" I ask.
"I'd love to come," you say, distraught, "but my dabba has come from home."
But I've saved my best card for last. "Haven't you heard of the sunk cost fallacy?" I ask.
