i have a cure , suffer from double severe upper achilles strain , then when recovered from that , have your dads old compresser blow up in your face filling both your eyes with soggy rusted pieces of metal ,then aquire a secondary double eye infection from a chunk that was missed forcing you to listen to your hockey team on the radio . then have your boss suddenly retire and close up shop .not to mention grilling becoming torture because the smoke burns like hell . find out nobody wants a 54 year old in your field .then max out your credit . simple cured . it's all good though , i have what i need .( i still haunt kijiji though , the cure might be temporary lol ) .