Always one of my favorites. A superstition you have. Did I tell you that for years and years I would not leave the house on Friday The 13th. I would just count down the hours until midnight. Then, one year I had some great news on that day and now leave the house. I still do watch the clock though.
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None whatsoever.
None really. I was married on Friday the 13th and we've been together for almost 20 years. So no heebie jeebies there. One time a dead crow was on the porch the day I was fixing to get on a plane. That was creepy.
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I never gave Friday the 13th a second thought until some years ago, on a Friday the 13th, I was in a horrible car accident during a port call while on a Caribbean cruise. A tractor trailer carrying a load of cinder blocks lost its brakes while driving down a hill; the driver swerved and managed to avoid all the cars, but several cars, including the rental car I was driving, were buried in cinder blocks. It even made the local paper, reported as a "Black Friday" accident. For a while I was admittedly wary of leaving the house on Friday the 13th, but not any more. Today it is Friday the 13th, and it's just a normal work day for me.
I have this weird crazy belief that somehow or other my vote counts.
Maybe it's a lucky day for you. You survived in what seems to be a freak accident that could of went very bad.
When I smoked, I would never light a cigarette off a candle. A ship captain once told me that there's a superstition that lightning a cigarette off a candle kills a sailor.
The full moon. People drive like complete assholes when it's a full moon.
If superstition means believing something will affect you agains all the evidence against it: I believe that work is better than corruption/connections in order to get money.
The regular meaning of the word, I do not like breaking mirrors, but I do not like breaking anything that I must pay later for that matter. I do not know if it counts.
Used to light my cigarettes off gas stove back in college. Until once time I burned off my 80s bangs. Won't light anything from stove.
That is so cool.
My parents are both Southeast Asian and Mother has this bad luck days system (they're counted a certain way, part of the local system of belief). I observe them like Jewish people observe Shabbat. It gets frustrating and cramps my style sometimes, but I have the local equivalent of Catholic guilt about it...
I don't take Western superstitions very seriously (it takes a lot for a Hollywood-produced horror film to scare me). But I have begun to appreciate the moon cycles on my Moleskine (I used to think they were a nuisance and waste of space especially because then my planners were the pocket-sized ones—but since I started studying woo-woo things, I've noticed a pattern of people acting strange during full moons, and now I watch out for the figurative 'werewolves' when it's the full moon).
I heard there are statistics that emergency rooms and police offices are busier during full moons too. Stats don't lie.
So if there's evidence/statistics, then it doesn't count?
Not *really*, but I do get a little nervous when there's a full moon. I used to work in a psychiatric hospital, and you can't tell me the moon doesn't affect people.
I knock on wood to a crazy degree. And touch the top of my car if I accidentally go through a light that is turning red.
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