A gas station garage must always have one completely wrecked car sitting near it.
Every neighborhood must have at least one house with at least one wheel-less car sitting on cinder blocks.
There has to be at least one person at each job that spoils things for everybody else.
There’s a 90% probability that the green light will turn red just as you reach it.
There’s a 90% probability that if you get one red light you’ll get all red lights.
There’s a 90% probability that the person in front of you at the check out line needs something special that takes centuries to do.
Construction workers must have tattoos. (Except for the one person who posts here to contradict me.)