I am going to come of us a dick by saying this but I would consider myself the unluckiest man in the world. Now hear me out because I should point out that I view luck in a slightly different manner to just about everyone else. In the sense most people would look at it, the homeless, people in third world countries especially without things like clean drinking water and people with really crappy disabilities or cancer would seem like better candidates for unluckiest person. However I tend to look at luck as situational and since I am none of those things why should i be compared to them because of course I am luckier then they are when viewed traditionally and i wouldn't trade places with them and wish them the best in the future. So when something fortuitous does happen it does seem a stroke of luck although most people skew towards the term "miracle" (a word which I by the way despise with a passion because the connotations of it imply God had a hand in things and frankly God don't give a shit about this little experiment of his in which we refer to as the human race).
So to put things into perspective, and I will use extreme examples as it would be easier for me to articulate; A stroke of good luck for myself would be winning lottery where as the homeless person it would be finding a job or the cancer patient being in remission (or maybe outright besting cancer since remission doesn't mean it can't come back) or the person of a third world country finding a clean source of water (or their village getting a clean source of water or the person becoming a militant leader and making everyone elses lives shitty but as long as they are happy who cares about the other people). I suppose you might wonder what would someone who is already wealthy (and its because of a steady income rather then a windfall from lottery or inheritance) would consider as extremely lucky? I honestly don't know since they all tend to have love although perhaps maybe love that lasts until they die since wealthy people tend to live very different lives (oh and by said wealthy people i mean the millionaires and billionaires). As for me and perhaps others, extreme luck could also come in the form of love or perhaps they know someone less fortunate in which whom they wish would receive such a lucky blessing.
So back to my own luck a lot of it I have probably already mentioned that being my ugliness and my dead end job - which is a dead end because I am actually too good at it and therefore those higher up are worried of creating a skills black hole and being ugly, it is no easy task finding another job. Hell I got knocked back from military service because I didn't have enough friends and it was suggested I join a football club and try again for army service next year which would kinda defeat the purpose. PS they don't see hobbies like Magic the Gathering as being such a friend maker even though I am friendly with the people I play with at the store.
In addition to those two things one of them does relate to MtG which I recently decided to quit from although whether permanently or temporarily I am undecided. The thing about it is, it is incredibly luck based after a certain point. Build a deck all you want, copy the pros, you still have to draw the cards. For example one popular type of deck a couple months back involved running 4 copies of a particularly strong creature card. Now most people will almost always play in excess of one during any game keeping in mind its a 60 card deck with a maximum of 4 of any given card. I on the other hand will almost always only ever play one and no more. Incidently I have started playing Hearthstone and the same sort of thing is basically happening in that game.
I think at this point I will list the rest since they do not require much explanation.
- Despite the given odds on things like lotteries, I will still get nothing even when its a lower division
- Women in a bar I enter will vacate much more swiftly then if I wasn't there (and no I don't have to do anything to evoke such a reaction)
- I sweat really badly from about 25 degrees onward (not to mention deodorant tends to lose its power after about 30 minutes), dandruff that a daily dose of head and shoulders won't clear away, seedy facial hair that won't grow into much more then scraps (and nipple hair but not the whole chest) and extra teeth shoving in to make my teeth crooked.
- Bright light tends to make me sneeze randomly (which could prove awkward), Small nose which means it gets blocked easier and I produce far more saliva than a human should (which occasionally leads to me choking on it)
- My childhood although I won't go into too much detail except my mother always reacted in a way that only benefited her and put me down in some way and my father spent most of his time outside of work and sleeping out whoring with other women (usually after work) and being an ugly child even before puberty, I had little in the way of friends and even then they had other friends they tended to hang out with more so. Then there is my bogan step sister always trying to embarrass me and even going so far as to spread this insane rumour that i had sex with her whilst she was dating someone else (although from what I also heard she had in fact slept with someone else whilst dating said guy; just not me), my brother who was never really disciplined and was allowed to do as he pleased basically and my step mother whom even stoned was usually cranky and looking for any reason to yell at me (including a time where she yelled at me for not finding my jacket and for making breakfast among other things)
- Every house I have lived in has had poor water pressure meaning sub par showers and usually about 10 minutes at most worth of hot water
- My family insisting on some big celebration for my 30th; which I don't want to celebrate but screw what I want regarding my own b'day
- My emotions always being made out as the worst instance of said emotion eg i'm always angry even though its mostly frustration and hardly surprising when its not like anyone i work with will have a hard time getting another job either by playing the race card, gender card or else just being from privileged society.
- people enjoy giving me bad information (for example i was told there was no buses to somewhere and when i left the depot a bus going to said place showed up)
- not having insomnia (I believe its a blessing and not a curse to need less sleep)
- favourite food items will cease to exist eg: Cadbury Memphis Meltdown which was a better version of the magnum ego and yet people successfully petitioned for the return of the monaco bar which is this way crap ice cream sandwich and has nothing on the maxibon. Also KFC used to have this all stars box which had really good things in it but then turfed it for the 5 stars box which costs more, has less in it and its nowhere near as quality food items (although I may have the names around the wrong way it may have been 5 star then all star but i am fairly certain i was right the first time)
- speaking of food, generally poorer service or else try and rip me off one way or another
- Shirts I like the look of tend to only be long sleeved
- since the past year people insist on giving me short notice for relevant things (like one week before a house inspection or the day before of a shift change or a couple of days before i'm supposed to meet the family somewhere for a birthday)
- Finding out a few months down the line that there are actually plenty of brothels in Sydney and they are mostly better then whats to be had in the more expensive red light district (Seriously if you learn anything here, it is that if you want to visit a brothel don't go to Kings Cross)
I think I will stop since I have probably made my point in spades. I doubt a person in a similar situation to myself in terms of having a job and a place to live and while granted mine are all relatively small things, well just like all small things they stack up over time to crash upon you