Some of the strangest characteristics of quantum theory can be demonstrated by firing a photon into an interferometer: the device’s output is a pattern that can only be explained by the photon passing simultaneously through two widely-separated slits.
"No Mom, I'm fine. FINE!
"NO! I'm not dead! Obviously I'm not dead.
"AARRGH! OK, good then, we'll talk tomorrow or something."
"You told her that I was DEAD!?!" screamed Gunther,"You told my MOM that I was DEAD… Now YOU'RE dead, Man! You're so dead! Put down the damned dishes, I'm gonna come over there and kill you myself, right now!"
"But you were gone," cried Schrödinger. "I couldn't see you anywhere. You'd disappeared from sight."
"What!?! Disappeared from sight? I was in the damned bathroom! In there!" Gunther pointed. "Behind that damned door, sitting on the damned toilet!"
"How was I to know?" whined Schrödinger. "The door was closed, you were gone. You could have been dead in there. The phone rang, you weren't here to answer. It was your Mom so I told her that from what I could tell you were dead and alive. She screamed after I said dead and never heard the rest."
"Oh, oh, oh . . . I AM gonna kill you! Then you'll be dead! What is wrong with you!?!" Gunther shouted, putting on his jacket in the hallway. "I'm heading out of here, I need to be around sane people for a while!"
"Where are you?" cried Schrödinger, unable to see his room mate from the kitchen. "Are you dead?"
"NO ! I'm right here in the hall, getting my coat. I need some damned air and a break from YOU!"
"I can't see you. Did you die?"
"Cut it out. I'm just changing into some different shoes, I told you," shouted Gunther from half way down the back stairs, "I'm going out, if Becky calls tell her that I'm on my way,"
"You're going where? What?" asked Schrödinger frantic once again, "Where are you now? Hello? I can't see you…you're dead, aren't you?"
Phone rings…
"Hello? Oh, hi Becky, hold on a sec," Schrödinger looking frantically around the room, doors closed, room mate nowhere to be seen.
"He's… well… are you sitting down? I'm afraid that I have some bad news about Gunther …"