Namir Khaliq at Psyche:
The day I met Daniel Kahneman, he had asked me to join him for lunch at the Bowery Road restaurant in Lower Manhattan. Danny proposed this venue because it has comfortable booths and ‘is mostly deserted’. I arrived 15 minutes early, palms sweaty with the anticipation of meeting the world’s most famous psychologist. He had agreed to discuss making a film of his life’s work. I’d been preparing my pitch all week, and had brought a stack of notes with me to the restaurant. Half an hour passed, and he hadn’t arrived. I sent his secretary an email. Another 45 minutes ticked by before I abandoned hope. I headed back uptown, expectations shot.
As I walked through the apartment door, my phone buzzed. Danny’s name shone on the caller ID. ‘I’m terribly sorry,’ he said as soon as I answered. ‘Please tell me where to find you.’ I told him I could head back downtown in a few minutes. Before hanging up, he apologised once more: ‘I’m very sorry. This doesn’t usually happen. But I sometimes make mistakes.’
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