My Name Is Earldyne

So, here’s what karma does to you: if you complain wholeheartedly about not wanting to eat what you’ve brought for lunch, said lunch will end up on the floor, totally ruining any chance of eating it in the first place.

Oh, and then add insult to injury — you will have no money to buy a new lunch and because your job is stuck in the middle of suburbia with no close bank machines to remedy the situation — you have nothing else to eat.

Damn karma.

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