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Yes, today is Friday the 13th… and supposedly that’s a very bad thing.
The number 13 has been considered to be unlucky for a long time (sorry, I don’t know how long, you can google that). On top of that, for some reason, Friday is also unlucky… except most people like Friday. There’s even a restaurant chain that THANKS GOD for it being Friday. If you think about it, combining an unlucky number with a day that people thank god for should produce a net “unlucky” value of 0. But apparently not.
Anyway, nobody agrees with me, so there are movies and weird superstitions and some people don’t even leave the house on Friday the 13th. So I guess it’s something we should talk about.
It’s Friday the 13th, surround yourself with good vibes.
— ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ (@ZedsDeppelin) June 13, 2014
Yes, by all means, surround yourselves with good vibes today, everybody. Good vibes will for sure protect you from TGIFx13.
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But what I want to know for today, Friday the 13th (of June), is this:
What superstitions you find yourself falling for, despite your best intentions to not be ridiculous and gullible?
Here are mine: Horoscopes and the marketing of fancy teas.
First, horoscopes: I am an Aries. I’m actually an Aries/Pisces cusp. I know this because I’ve been talking about it my entire life… despite never having believed in it.
I feel really strongly that horoscopes are bunk. I know they date back almost as long as human history has been looking up at stars and trying to find shit to sell other people, but I know three other women with my exact birthday and they are nothing like me. I mean, I like them a lot, but we are not all in possession of the same magical Aries/Pisces female cusp qualities.
And yet if there is a horoscope in front of me, I will read it and I will think about how it applies to my life. Why yes, I am thinking about where my career should go. OH and that’s so true about the way I was annoying my husband last night! Worse, I find myself discussing the fact that I am an Aries/Pisces cusp at parties, and really pretending to be an authority on what it all means. I often share that I’m so glad I’m done dating Aquarians and that I am happy to have ended up with a Sagittarius.
And then I’m like, WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT? I DON’T ACTUALLY BELIEVE THIS.
But still I talk about it. So there you go.
My other thing is that I will buy almost any tea that claims to have magical properties that appeal to my vain subconscious. Now, sometimes teas are very potent, and even a medical doctor will tell you so. Herbal therapies have been used for centuries and have documentable health benefits. Most doctors now ask if you’re taking any herbs or drinking medicinal teas when diagnosing a problem or prescribing medications.
But there is no way in which I should’ve fallen for THIS tea… My most recent obscenely expensive leap of faith:
I’m not going to tell you how much it cost. I think I blocked it from my memory. While it tastes great, it really goes against everything I believe in. It markets itself to women (PINK TEA TIN?!) with a claim to make you more beautiful… supposedly it can clear up your skin. So first, it’s encouraging the gendering of things that have no reason to be gendered. Second, it’s encouraging the notion that women should do whatever they can to fit a mainstream ideal of being beautiful. Third, it implies that men don’t care about clear skin with this offensively pink tin. Why isn’t it a gender-neutral shade like yellow or celadon? Seriously. You guys care about clear skin, right?!
What’s worse (yes, it gets worse!) is that I don’t even have a problem with my skin not being clear! If there’s one thing I don’t have a problem with, it’s pimples. So what happened?
Marketing and superstition met, and they combined, and I fell for it and I paid money for it. At least the tea tastes really good.
So, what are your stupid superstitions?
I was just listening to some music the other day when I turned to my boyfriend and say “uh, he’s such a sag”… And he asked me if I knew the singers birthday. I told him no but what he sings about… he’s a Sag for sure.. so of course I had to look up his birthday.. Wouldn’t you know it.. He’s a Sagitarius.. called it! Being able to figure out what someone’s sign is based on their personality and being right just keeps that tether to Zodiacs – Horoscopes are nothing to be taken seriously for me, just fun…… Read more »
I just read “Sag” as “sag” as in rhymes with “bag” and it totally blew my mind!
Hhaha.
I’ve spent a crazy amount of money on tea this year, but I’ve only done so because I like the way it tastes. 🙂
I’m a total tea junkie, I drink green tea all day long. I went off coffee a few months ago when stupid Sean recommended that it might help get rid of my migraines (it’s true- no coffee = no migraines) but now I’m a tea maniac and will apparently buy any tea, willy nilly.
Allan do you think we should try to get people to start calling Friday the 13th TGIFx13?
We might get sued by the restaurant chain.
They are the ones who adopted a colloquialism.
Indeed, I was fed astrology junk my whole life. My mother updates me on what her dream book tells her all the time. It is a problem whenever I ever towards that question while dating. I don’t want to know anymore, maybe because I do. the first 3 girlfriends I had were Leos, birthdays within a week–weeks matter, not just signs. Then there was an Aries, I thought I was good with Aries. The day she dumped me I added a girl on Facebook who had the same birthday, no other reason. Recently I met a girl at a party,… Read more »
RESIST THE ASTROLOGY MICHAEL.