The Law of Averages

I have fallen foul of the Law.  The Law of Averages that is!  After 37 years of continuous employment I now find myself out of work and a victim of the economic recession.
People say "Oh well after 37 years, by the Law of Averages, it was bound to happen sooner or later".
This seems to work on the same principle as the Chaos Theory whereby an indescriminate flap of a rogue butterfly's wing in the depths of a South American rain forest can cause World War Three, an outbreak of bubonic plague or a serious shortage of custard creams.
In my case, it means that some work-shy layabout in a slum district of a major city somewhere in the world, who has never worked in his life, has inadvertantly got himself a job and, to keep the averages right, someone (me) who has always had a job, has to lose out.
And so the world stays on a even keel.  I suppose I should be grateful that I have been given this opportunity to maintain the balance of the universe.  I might even feel proud to be a part of the greater scheme of things.
Until the credit card bill arrives.
How easy would it be to find said work-shy layabout and convince his employers that he is not the man for the job? Or would that kill a butterfly?