Whine to your cellmate.

"Man," you say to your cellmate, "I had a good life before stupid Gorgotron messed everything up!"

"Tell me about it," says your cellmate. "That Gorgotron jerk was the prosecuting attorney that got me in here."

"He's a lawyer too?" you incredulously inquire.

"And a doctor, and a fireman, and a rockstar, and he has a PHD in microbiology. The kind of person we love to hate." Who knew that Gorgotron was so� Perfect? His superiority over you infuriates you. Although you have to admit, his cover on your "Tribute to Iron Maiden" CD is very good.