Years ago, I saw a man drop a banana peel onto the sidewalk, and walk into a store. Now, I hope I’m not a callous person, and I like to think that I didn’t show any amusement when, a few minutes later, he came out, slipped on his own banana peel, and landed on his butt.
The man wasn’t seriously hurt; he got up and, I was glad to see, picked up the banana peel and threw it in a nearby trash can. So I think he got the message, loud and clear.
But talk about poetic justice!