Like the old joke: A guy finds a magic lamp. The genie says “You get three wishes, but know this: Whatever you wish for, your ex-wife will get double!” The guys says “Give me a billion dollars!” POOF! He gets a billion, his ex-wife gets 2 billion. Then he says “I wish I had a big mansion!” POOF! he gets one, and his ex gets two. The he says “Now, beat me half to death!”
My friend’s sister was dying of cancer. She lived in Texas. He was visiting with her, and they saw a scorpion on her bed. She (rightfully) freaked out! They lost it, and she made them tear apart the whole bedroom looking for it.
We used to have an accountant in my town. He was …ahem… a bit of a drinker. Every year come mid April, there was a line of angry clients pounding on his door, just trying to get their paperwork back, as he hadn’t done their taxes yet. Often, he was hiding under his desk!
I have felt sorry for him for a long time!