"You're telling me," says Arthur, whose bad luck is directly worsened by an audience that wants nothing more than to put him into situations.

He sounds wry about it. Buddy, you don't even know.

"I... no, I suppose I was asking for that," he answers with a trace of humour. "I think I told that story in perhaps the worst possible way."

At least he can be self-aware!

"...But I'm glad too. I think sometimes that I..." He struggles for a moment with a way to say it. That he's a net force for bad in the world. That it would be better if- no, not every thought should be said out loud. He finishes instead with: "Well, I'm glad I could do something good for somebody."