Do you ever notice people browsing the clearance rack at Nordstrom that look like they just finished a vigorous cross-fit session at the gym? Do you see people putting 89-octane fuel in their 1995 Ford Taurus wagons instead of regular 87-octane? Do you remember that lady holding up the express lane at Wal-Mart because she was digging through her purse for the exact change, even though she had a debit card in her wallet? If you have seen your fellow man, or woman, doing any of these things, or things of equivalent foolishness, and wondered what happens to such individuals, then this book provides the answer. They get lice.