I guess even a tragedy is considered entertainment...
It might go along with explaining why your drive was empty of lube.
I was married to a very emasculating, demeaning, bipolar, evil woman for 14 years. Somewhere around year #7, I was doing the end-of-season maintenance on the boat; winterizing, oil changes, etc. I had just finished draining the drive when it started up with one of it's emasculating, demeaning, bipolar, evil rants that I needed to get inside an hour ago and attend to whatever it was that was far more important than what I had already been doing... probably change my daughter's diaper, since this procedure was beneath her.
Anyway - I'm sure that led to a whole evening of suffering, after which I had totally forgotten that I never filled the drive with oil.
Fast forward to next spring, and that pretty much was that.
At least it has a happy ending... several years after our divorce, she died of ALS - probably one of the most evil, insidious, torturous, protracted deaths one can suffer through.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.