Weep for a stranger
When my grandfather died, he was worth millions and left it all to his grandkids. Unfortunately, he made my grandmother executor of the estate. She had the discretion to disburse the funds as she saw fit, including donating it to charity in our names.
Several months later, I received a form letter from Oral Roberts thanking me for my donation of $250,000.
I wanted to strangle the b*tch.
And you thought your life sucked?