The evil men do

As much as I've grown up since high school and college, I still retain the ability to become quite bitter. And when I become this way, I say evil things that I don't really mean. Like today. I was dealing with a particularly difficult guest at the sports club. He yelled at and humiliated me in front of everyone within earshot.

As he was leaving, I said to my co-worker, "I fucking hope that guy dies in a car wreck today."

Not five minutes later, a car crash took place just outside the club entrance. He was, of course, severely injured in the accident.

So let this be a lesson to all of you...while I do feel horrible, you'd all better keep your asses in check.