There is a terrible personality type, which I sometimes exhibit, known as The Topper. Anything bad thing you say that happened to you, The Topper can come up with one worst that happened to him.
It is annoying. The other day our seminarian was home for (ironically) spring break (more like lingering winter break) and we went for a walk. He was telling me about life and I found myself exhibiting this terrible trait.
Unfortunately, I couldn't completely give it up as he made the hapless mistake of talking about his rough day on the very same day I had my colonoscopy.
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Today is a year and a half since my sister died of colon cancer. I'm glad you went for your alien probe because she didn't.
We have a topper at work. Two weeks ago when I had the "pants on the ground incident" she said to me "oh yea that happened to my husband this weekend. I try to remember to pray for my enemies, persecutors or the people that just plain old irritate me.
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