Have you ever known someone who is always complaining about being unlucky? Those people who are always blaming their misfortune on luck? I hate those people. I hate them because it’s an excuse, as if some God of Luck has frowned upon them. The old adage is true, folks – you make your own luck.
Because boy, have there been some unlucky people on this planet. Some people just can’t catch a break, man. After some intense research, my crack staff here at Shoe: Untied has come up with our Top 6 Unluckiest People Ever, because five just wouldn’t cover it.
Here ya go . . .
Never heard of Steven Parent? Steve was a kid just out of high school back in 1969 and one day picked up a hitchhiker named William. They hit it off and William invited Steven over for a visit. Seems William was a caretaker in Beverly Hills and lived in a cottage behind the main house. Well, Steven took him up on the offer and randomly stopped in one night.
It was August 8th, 1969, and the address was 10050 Cielo Drive, the home of actress Sharon Tate.
If that name doesn’t ring a bell, it should. Because as Steven Parent was leaving his new friend’s house, the Manson Family was pulling in. Steven never made it out of the driveway that night, nor did anyone else in the main house. They were all massacred, and Steven Parent had picked the absolute worst evening to visit a friend – the night the Manson Family came calling.
Children, Pete Best was a drummer for a rock band. That band practiced in his mother’s basement for months. When the band decided to change their hair style, Pete resisted. He preferred his slicked-back ducktail. Pete didn’t hang out with the other three band members much, preferring to go it alone. The female fans loved Pete as well, which rubbed the other band members the wrong way. Finally, in August Pete was kicked out of the band and replaced by a guy with a funny nickname. Five months after that the band came to America and found some success as a group called, you guessed it, The Beatles.
Never heard of Costis? Me either, until a few minutes ago. But man was he unlucky.
You see, every Christmas in Spain there’s a huge lottery. One year the tiny village of Sodeto had some serious cause for celebration after all of the 70 households — except for one — pitched in to buy a ticket. Well, they won. This resulted in them getting a share of the monster $950 million first-place prize. Do the math, loyal readers. The residents, mainly farmers and unemployed construction workers, walked away with millions.
Everyone, that is, except one unlucky guy named Costis Mitsotakis. Poor old Costis was the only man in the village who didn’t participate that year. Perhaps he was saving up to buy a new goat or something, one never knows. Anywho, bad stroke of luck right there.
Let me be brief with this one. The odds of being struck by lightning once in your lifetime are roughly 3,000 to 1. Roy Sullivan was a park ranger in Virginia who was struck by lightning 7-times. Being struck seven times has odds of around twenty-two septillion to one. That’s 22,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 to 1. ‘Nuff said.
Note: After getting struck by lightning a couple of times, wouldn’t you, you know, stay inside?
One minute Ann Hodges was minding her own business, just taking a nap on her couch in Sylacauga, Alabama. The next she was hit by a freaking meteorite. The offending space rock came crashing through her roof and hit her on the hip. Ann survived and remains the only human in recorded history to be hit by a meteorite. Top that one, suckers.
Tsutomu lived in Japan in 1945. He lived in Nagasaki but was on a business trip in Hiroshima on August 6th, when we dropped the first atomic bomb on the city. He miraculously survived, and returned home on August 9th. Well, we all know what happened to Nagasaki on August 9th, right? Yep, we dropped bomb #2. Again, Tsutomu Yamaguchi survived and lived until 2010.
You know, now that I type this I realize that Tsutomu Yamaguchi may actually be one of the luckiest men who ever lived.
So kids, the next time you’re feeling a little sorry for yourself remember these people. At least you weren’t pulling out of a driveway just as the Manson family was pulling in, or you know, hit by lightning or a meteor or an atomic bomb (twice) or something.
So on this Thanksgiving folks, count your blessings. It could be much worse.