During my time of being so poor I didn’t have any food to eat, I found a bag of food on a bus stop bench, and it included a page of places to get free food.
Not that Beck needs me to defend her, but here is a huge difference between “luckily” and “coincidentally”.
Yep, it was a horrible coincidence. My daughter still grieves for that dog and blames her self, a decade or more later. Another coincidence the dogs call name was ‘Lucky’
When I was a broke kid just out of college, I was working as a temp in an auto parts factory. Running a machine and fighting a losing battle with the boredom. You don’t understand boredom until you’ve stood at the same machine for 8 hours and made thousands of parts. Then came back the next day, ad infinitum.
One day the supervisor calls me into a private area and sits me down. Tells me they like what they’ve seen and are going to offer me a job. I’m ecstatic because it means a living wage instead of the $9.75 an hour I’ve been making. My wage will probably almost double.
Less than a week later, the plant announced that it would be shutting down production and folding. The parts would likely be made in Mexico going forward.
I stayed with the temp agency, and a couple of months later they placed me in an office environment in one of the region’s best employers. A few months after that, the employer offered me a management position. I’ve been with the same employer ever since with steady advancements and raises. My employment situation is great.
I’ve thought about how different my life would be if that plant didn’t close almost immediately after offering me a job, and if I’d still be a machine operator. At the time it seemed like a coincidence, but in the hindsight it’s been a blessing.
No biggie, but this part of the story “Well, the dog moving to college was no longer a problem” made it seem more lucky than coincidence. But no matter, sorry about the dog.
Well, it obviously wasn’t a problem anymore. We came to that conclusion over weeks of grieving. It wasn’t immediately apparent. I can’t express how much we fret and grieve over lost pets. It’s so horrible I have went through periods of not wanting pets because of the pain their loss causes. It’s inevitable they will die. We have had very elder dogs and cats. I had a dog live into her 20s with a vet telling me I was being cruel by letting her live. I knew my dog and knew she was happy up until her last breath. She died in her sleep one day.
Survivor bias trumps common sense.