I generally do not wish bad things upon others. I have in the very distant past, but I make it a practice to not do that anymore. We’ll call said person “Jack” (for Jack Ass, of course). I believe Jack to be his own worst enemy and he doesn’t need any help from me when it comes to sabbotaging his career, relationships, well…his life, really. I believe that Karma will take care of him…eventually. I am not a patient person, so I just wish Karma would get on the ball, here.
I continually watch Jack prosper. And let me remind you, this is an individual who has -73 redeeming qualities. Is it really possible for someone to be immune to bad Karma? Is he always under a bridge when lightning tries to strike him? He isn’t very wiley, so it just has to be coincidence. He isn’t smart enough to escape fate.
So…now I actually feel sorry for Jack. Why, you ask? Well, because the way I see it, Karma is just waiting, like a stalking vulture (thanks, Maynard), to strike. When Karma gets Jack, it’s going to be a DOOZIE. And that, my friends, is unfortunate for Mr. Ass.
There was an episode of My Name Is Earl, called Oh Karma Where Art Thou? (Season 1, Episode 12) (hence the entry title), that is exactly my situation. Do I have to PUNCH JACK IN THE FACE, putting him in the hospital because I BROKE EVERY BONE IN HIS UGLY FACE so that his wife and his OTHER wife (or is it mistress?) end up finding out about one another, hence taking him for everything he has? If I have to do this, SIGN ME UP!! I will GLADLY work under the hand of dear, sweet Karma. Then again, I’ve always been kind of a kiss-ass. 
So, here’s to you Mr. Ass. May Karma strike and strike with force. I hope you’re ready.
