My One Superstition
I am not a superstitious person.
I have walked under mirrors. I don't freak out if I spill salt. And, as i have noted in annoying detail, I love cats of all colors. So a black cat crossing my path makes me smile, not cringe.
But there is one superstition I will not break. I will not watch the movie Jaws. Because when I do, people die.
Not the hapless people in the movie, but real people. In my life.
I was watching Jaws when I found out my father had died. I was watching it at the exact moment my grandmother died. I tried to watch it again and received a phone call that a dear friend had AIDS. So I don't watch it no more. Nope. Never. I've learned my lesson the hard way. Now I get nervous if I even see an ad for it. If I'm channel surfing and land on it, even for a few seconds, I'm convinced someone I love will break a leg or catch pneumonia. I'm even a bit cautious around the Discovery Channel's annual Shark Week programming. It's this week and while I have watched one program I urge all those I love (you know who you are) to be extra careful this week.
Anybody else have any weird taboos or superstitions? Please tell me I'm not alone in my lunacy.
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I don't help folks unpack from a move, or physically help them move, because it causes earthquakes.
I can't use the lie that, "So and so died and I have to go to their funeral." because I KNOW it will come true.
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