Mine tried to kill me, so I beg to differ. Living in the country with an hour drive to town, and mine ruptured on the way in. Doc told Mom I’d have had maybe another hour and that’d have been it.
There was a food counter in the Courthouse, with only slightly ludicrous prices. I went out to my vehicle and ate the peanut butter and jelly sandwich that I could actually afford.
Fish is my spirit animal!