WIKIPEDIA – Friday the 13th
A Friday occurring on the 13th day of any month is considered to be a day of bad luck in English, German, Polish and Portuguese-speaking cultures around the globe. Similar superstitions exist in some other traditions. In Greece or Spain, for example, Tuesday the 13th takes the same role. The fear of Friday the 13th is called paraskavedekatriaphobia or friggatriskaidekaphobia, and is a specialized form of triskaidekaphobia, a phobia (fear) of the number thirteen.
“It’s been estimated that [U.S] $800 or $900 million is lost in business on this day because people will not fly or do business they would normally do.”
Some people are so paralyzed by fear that they are simply unable to get out of bed when Friday the 13th rolls around. The Stress Management Center and Phobia Institute estimates that more than 17 million people are affected by a fear of this day. Despite that, representatives for both Delta and Continental Airlines say that their airlines don’t suffer from any noticeable drop in travel on those Fridays.
Other people’s bad luck is my good fortune. Friday the 13th has been nothing but good for me since I can remember. Except for that one time, when I was about 8 years old my dad got pulled over for speeding. He was so upset that he said he shouldn’t have left the house because it was Friday the 13th. He then said that he should have punched one of us kids in the nose so he could say he needed to take us to the hospital. My dad is a really passive person and this comment was so unlike him that it resonated with me to this day. In his defense, the police officer was a dick. Even as an 8-year-old, I distintively picked up on that. I think my dad was angry at the injustice that he was being dealt. He knew he wasn’t doing anything wrong. I knew he wasn’t doing anything wrong. The officer knew he wasn’t doing anything wrong. He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I passed my driver’s test on a Friday the 13th. I was at a casino on Friday the 13th and won $325 putting 3 quarters into a slot machine. Today I am getting a deep tissue massage because I feel like being pampered. It’s not exactly good luck but it’s not bad either.
I drove with the sunroof open to work today because it was magnificently beautiful outside. I played the music loud and rocked out to the amusement of the passengers in the Big Red Bus that drove along side me in traffic. I didn’t care. I just laughed and waved and went back to rocking out. Haha. Life’s so much more amusing when you just don’t give a care about what other people think.
“I am extraordinary, if you ever get to know me. I’m just your average, everyday, sane, psycho Super Goddess.” – Liz Phair