The building I work in has 13 floors, but to get to the 13th floor, you need to press the number 14. In the year 2008, superstition is so well ingrained in our culture that we consistantly delude ourselves. How does one develop triskaidekaphobia – or more accurately, why is this phobia the building standard?
Does it actually make anyone feel better to pretend that there is no 13th floor in any building in the USA? Are people working on the 7th floor of any building luckier than others since it’s perceived that the number 7 is a “good” number?
I’ve actually seen someone in line at the grocery store buy another item, since her change from her real purchase was $6.66 and she refused to take it. She refused to accept money due to her and bought an unneccessary item. I’ll happily take any amount of money and put in in the bank and I’ll never understand giving away good money. Who believes that a “devil” cares about a number or the reverse, that a “god” cares about a number?
What happens if you’re the 666th person who happens to do anything? The 666th immigrant – the 666th person listed in the telephone book – the 666th person to recieve a degree?
Should we avoid contact with our 13 month old children since they’re supposedly safer at 14 months old? How about our 13 year old children? (never mind – 13 years old really is a dangerous time)
My cat named John Starks was black and certain people avoided him, explaining to me that my cat brought bad luck. WTF?
Walking down the street with certain people is amusing since they don’t want to “split the pole” and my goal is to see how many times I can make them actually backtrack so the pole isn’t split. Funny as hell!
The only danger in walking under a ladder is if someone about the ladder drops something on your head.
Remember Stevie Wonder’s song “Superstition”? “…if you believe in things that you don’t understand, then you’ll suffer…superstition ain’t the way…”