Black cat crosses my path?
I reach down and pet it.
Break a mirror?
I'm pissed that I have to go buy a new mirror.
Walk under a ladder?
Hell yes I will. Especially if there's a cute guy up on it wearing shorts.
The shortest path to walk is a straight line, I'm sure as hell not going to take extra steps to walk around a ladder when I can go under it. I'm lazy that way.
The number 13?
I'll get off on the 14th floor and taunt it. I'm not afraid.
Full Moon?
Okay...I believe in that one.
Although the moon is proven to affect tides, scientists say there is no real correlation between the full moon and crazy shit happening.
Well. No offense to scientists, because I'm sure they're much smarter than I am, but I must respectfully disagree.
Anyone who has ever worked in retail believes in the power of the full moon. And if they haven't? Then they probably haven't worked in retail long enough.
Nine moons, er, times out of ten, when I turn to a co-worker and say, "Is it a fucking full moon or something?"
It is.
If you're wondering what's inspired this post, I'll refer you to your handy lunar calendar and you'll see that yesterday was a full moon.
It was the fullest of full moons.
And it was a bastard.
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I'm not normally superstitious but I had the day from hell on Friday 13th May. My hair dresser made a mistake with my hair colour and dyed the roots of my blond hair dark brown - it took 3 days and 4 dye jobs to get it back to normal - during which time I had to walk about with a hair colour that changed every couple of hours! The neighbors were highly amused and I'm too scarred from the experience to ever go back to a hairdresser! Hello grey hair!
KITTY!
Ahem.
Where in the world you managed to find that photo of the man in the short! give us a warning next time, I think i burned my retinas
lol
YOU'RE NUTS!
Not just retail - my buddy works in a hospital, and he often bitches about the full moon. The emergency rooms often strain at the seams, apparently.
I must say that since we're mainly water, and the moon affects water, to state that there's no way it affects us is pretty arrogant. I'm with ya on the cats and mirrors though.
Byddi: I tried to dye my own hair for a bit when I first came down here to the US. We really didn't have the money for me to go to the hairdresser. First of all, I couldn't find a red that wasn't purpley. I finally found one at a salon supply shop, and when I did it myself it looked pretty good. The only problem was I don't think I was applying the colour quite right, and it really dried out my hair and damaged the ends after a few tries. When I finally had enough money to start going back to the salon I was SO happy :)
Your story sounds horrendous!
CF: TWO kittehs, to be exact. :)
Marguerite: HAHA! That's Chuck actually. Circa 1986. I made that 'motivational poster' myself. :D I think he still has those shorts...
John: *curtsies* You always give me the best compliments ;) The post would have been better had I been able to explain all of the work situations that led me to the post. But our company has a brand spanking new policy about what one is allowed to include in blogs, and on FB. Because I wrote about work BEFORE the policy was implemented, I'm not removing the old posts unless asked directly :) But from now on, no work talk. That blows, because that was some of my best material.
Tatiana: Well, part of what made my Tuesday so bad involved police (nothing I did wrong, thank goodness), and that's all I can say about it (see above comment to John). When I made a comment about the full moon, one of them said,. "Yeah, you don't have to tell us about that, we KNOW." LOL
Hi Kyna,
There's been many a time where I've wondered why everyone is behaving bat shit crazy, and then realised it's a full moon - usually men go nutso, call it their time of the month as such.
Hope yours wasn't too bad, although by the sounds of it; it was.
Aah - well then you'll have to fictionalise it, and put in a disclaimer - no resemblance, blah blah blah. I did enjoy your work experience ;~(0)
We tend to duck on a Friday afternoon. People getting in the weekend mood, are a menace on the road.
I met my husband online and we often used to notice that things were even crazier than usual and all the wierdos came out of the woodwork when there was a full moon.
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