Why am I wearing a sweater and jeans when California got a tremendous heat wave? Couldn't tell you.
The reason why I am so superstitious is because bad luck is entirely too real. Is forgetting to knock on wood, throw the salt over your shoulder, or spin three times when you see a broken mirror or black cat really worth bad luck? I think not.
Saturday started like any other day. I was with my sister and the conversation came up about how yes, I am on my third phone because two got stolen and one was a replacement, and I was saying how crazy it is that with all my bad phone luck how I haven't cracked the screen yet.
Do you see where this is headed?
Long story short, I left the phone on the car bumper and it kind of flew off in the middle of an intersection, was left there for a half an hour, and may or may have not gotten run over by 35 cars. All because I didn't knock on wood. Coincidence?
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