I was a common shlub. With a boring routine of going to work, coming back. masturbating and going back to sleep. After the tenth anniversary of doing the same thing, With no other form of entertainments. I was suddenly beset with intense bad luck. Cars trying to run me over, Wild animals running after me on the street, Stray bullets from a terrorist attack. What finally got me was tripping on a pebble. Hitting my head with on the wall and falling face first on a puddle. After a few second a meteor landed right on me and the building exploded right next to me from a gas leak.