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Oh yeah, I've had the "Oops, I lost your page and I see that this book is all one giant chapter (basically) and so I may have done it on purpose to make you question the value remaining in living!"
We have prostrated ourselves before the Kobo gods, incessantly offering pleasing sights and odors to their eyes and nostrils, but nothing happens. It's like they aren't there! (Invisible, undetectable, non-existent (for all practical purposes) deities?!?! Surely not!)
We keep begging. My groveling is now conducted six inches into the dust (I dug a trench) in order to emphasize my baseness.
Fingers crossed.
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