TOD:
I think you all are taking the word "Karma" a little too literally. I think Bruce really just wants examples of "poetic justice".
Unfortunately, I don't have any examples of poetic justice from my own life. The only thing I can come up with that's remotely close is that some vile person I used to work with once made fun of me for saying I'd really like to work in a cubicle near a window so I could look up now and then and see some blue sky. I found it really made a difference to my psyche. Later, she was babbling with a co-worker in Spanish and I hear her say in a very snotty sarcastic tone: "cielo azul". I came to realize after that, that she often talked smack about me in Spanish because I'd taken years of it in school and could understand just enough to make out a few words. Anyway, management moved my team around to various floors and areas several times over the next several years, and our cubes kept getting smaller and smaller and never near a window. Meanwhile, the vile person filed two anonymous complaints against me, and I finally started applying for new jobs within the company. It took a year and a half, but I was finally hired into a completely separate department. The new job is a lateral move, but the people are wonderful. Funny this question came up today because on Monday they moved me into a HUGE cubicle right up against a freakin' window!! It's all I've ever wanted for the past ten years and I finally have it. I open the blinds every day around lunch time and I can actually put my feet up on the window sill and gaze out if I wanted. So, nothing bad has happened to the vile person, but she's still stuck in a tiny cubicle not near any windows. :-)
