this reminds me of a joke.
so theres this bulgarian guy right? loves trains, has loved trains since he was a kid. one day, the bulgarian railroad association hires him to be the driver of one of their trains.
he is ECSTATIC! our train boy is so excited, in fact, that on his first day driving, he... derails the train and kills one person.
this, of course, gets him the death penalty. (bulgarian law is weird.) as he's sitting in the electric chair, the executor asks him what he wants for his last meal.
the executor finds this odd, but gives him his banana, and when he finishes, the executor straps him in.
she pulls the switch, and....
nothing. the guy lives, and is let free. bulgarian law is, as stated previously, pretty weird, and if someone survives the electric chair it is deemed and Act of God and the criminal is set free.
considering the bulgarian railroad association is desperate for employees, our guy is hired once again, and is driving the next day. as you can probably assume, he is exceedingly nervous, and due to this.... he crashes the train again. this time, two people die.
hes sent back to the execution chamber, as obviously, killing two people requires the death penalty as well. the executor scratches her head, scoffs, and says, "Well, uh... welcome back? What do you want for your actual last meal?"
she sighs, and gives him his bananas. he eats them, is strapped in, and the executor pulls the switch to-
-nothing. the chair buzzes, but the man is fine.
once again, he is let free, and once again, hes back on the train the next day.
now he is REALLY careful. like, incredibly careful. whenever the train is stopped, he reads the handbook. never gets distracted, takes extra coffee... hes really doing his best.
well, that is until he sneezes, knocks over his scalding hot coffee onto his foot, and crashes the train again, kilking THREE people this time.
off he goes to the executioner, and she is a little more than peeved. she sits him down, and says sternly, "I swear to God, if you ask for three bananas, I will strap you in without your meal."
without hesitation- "Three bananas."
the executioner roars in anger, straps the man in, and slams the switch down, finally ready to finish this weirdo off.
...nothing. once again, the chair activates, but the man is fine.
this, of course, just confuses her. she fumbkes over her words, asking the man why he didnt die if he didn't have his bananas. it just didnt make sense!
the man replied, "Oh, the bananas had nothing to do with it. I'm just an awful conductor."