Entitled woman gets expensive mixer for free, scoffs that she doesn’t like the color

Mary Duncan

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*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events as told to me by a friend who experienced them firsthand; used with permission.*

I have never been the luckiest person in the world. I’ve never won on a lottery ticket and only a few times on scratch offs, I have given up on raffles because I’ve never won those, either. I have never even found a four leaf clover.

On top of that, I have had some very unlucky things happen to me in life. I was actually struck by lightning when I was nineteen, and from then on I always felt like bad luck followed me around.

My friend Jenn, on the other hand, is as lucky as one gets. She’s the kind of person who can look into a spot of grass and pick out a four leaf clover every time, no joke. She has won thousands on lottery tickets, and does well on the infrequent but lucrative times she goes to play poker at the casino.

Jenn was lucky in other things in life, too. She just always seemed to be on the right path to getting what she wanted. She graduated college at the top of her class, got a great job in advertising, and married her dream man shortly after that. Then came a beautiful house, a dog, and finally two kids.

Jenn had everything I wanted in life, and she had it at a very young age and got it all effortlessly, or at least she made it seem effortless. Meanwhile I was struggling through the dating world, underemployed, a single mom living in apartments I could barely afford.

It was annoying to me, to see someone get everything I wanted in life and to not seem grateful for it. This incident that happened a few years ago was even more annoying to me.

One day Jenn got home and found a large box on her porch. It had her address but someone else’s name on it, it was heavy, but she carried it inside anyway to see what it was. She opened the box to find a bright red KitchenAid stand mixer, the very expensive kind, and an invoice from a large company named after a South American forest.

Jenn was a nice woman, so she contacted the company and explained to them that she’d received a mixer that she hadn’t ordered. Being that they could afford it, that company told her to just keep the mixer - apparently it was more trouble than it was worth to ship it back and get it to the right person.

Did Jenn show gratitude for her great luck at getting a free, expensive mixer? Oh, no.

“I hate red,” she scoffed at me over coffee in her kitchen after she’d told me the story.

I looked on her kitchen counter and noticed a KitchenAid sitting there - but it was turquoise blue.

Confused, I asked her what happened to the other one.

“That ugly thing? It’s in the basement,” she shrugged. “Why, do you want it?”

Of course I wanted it, and I happily and gratefully took it home that day, lucky for the first time in as long as I can remember, just because someone else wasn’t grateful for their own luck.

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