So, to blow the lid off this big secret: bloggers are often inclined to spend grossly extended periods of time at coffeeshops. So, hypothetically, if this Blogger confessed to be hanging out at a local Starbucks on a gloriously beautiful sunny Friday morning that wouldn't necessarily be a shocker; let's go with that. Said Blogger, hypothetically, had a chance encounter with a real Character who would turn out to be a real Jacka**. Said Character strolls into said Starbucks like he owns the place, and it's immediately funny and entertaining. Character approaches Blogger and after a short series of tits for tats exacts that which he wants which is to use Blogger's computer momentarily to check email. Blogger feels comfortable with this request since neither Blogger nor computer are leaving the existing premises. Character checks his gmail and within moments has snatched the wallet of Blogger off the table and proceeds to leaf through it proclaiming he can guess the age of Blogger and consults with Blogger's I.D. to confirm his [lack] of psychic ability. Blogger is beginning to think that Character is really a Jacka**.
On Monday morning, Blogger returns to laptop to find that in a haste to leave Starbucks and exit the company of Jacka** expediently, Blogger did not close programs and shut down/log off. So, Jacka**'s gmail account is still up when Blogger opens laptop that morning. Blogger considers the karmic parameters of Universe and determines that revenge shall be virtually exacted. Blogger wastes no further time and enters Jacka**'s Contacts folder. Blogger "selects all" contacts, and Blogger says "delete".
Life sometimes can be karmic.
Karmic: –noun
action, seen as bringing upon oneself inevitable results, good or bad
the cosmic principle according to which each person is rewarded or punished in one incarnation according to that person's deeds in the previous incarnation
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