Monday the Thirteenth

You hear a lot about Friday the 13th being an unlucky day, but Fridays are actually the best day of the week for most people. It is often pay day and the beginning of the weekend.

Someone sent me an email on February 1 which claimed that there are exactly four Sundays, four Mondays, four Tuesdays, four Wednesdays, four Thursdays, four Fridays and four Saturdays in February, 2017 and that it would not occur again for 823 years. Since February has 28 days this year, I wondered how this was possible and finally decided that the email should have been sent two months later (April 1). When there are 28 days in February, there are always four of each weekday 28 ÷ 4= 7.

A Norwegian has calculated that in the past 400 years, there were more Fridays than any other day of the week. I was able to follow his calculations and believe he is right.

I will leave it to readers to assess the value of my opinion, but I am convinced that Mondays are the worst day of the week and Monday the 13th really brings bad luck!

One Monday the 13th I awoke with a start. I heard a neighbor starting his car and he normally left for work later than I did, so I rolled over to turn on the lamp and check the clock, but nothing happened. I assumed that the bulb had burned out, so got out of bed and turned on the overhead light switch. Nothing happened. It was the same in the bathroom, so it became apparent that there was a power outage. I had overslept a whole hour and would be late for work!

I skipped breakfast, grabbed my briefcase and ran to the car. When I inserted the key in the ignition and turned it, nothing happened. Rather than waste precious time finding someone with jumper cables, I decided to walk the two miles. The exercise and fresh air would do me good after such a lousy start on this Monday the 13th. Within five minutes, it started to rain - hard! I had a compact umbrella in my briefcase, so I got it out and pressed the button to open it but - nothing happened! After standing in the pouring rain, trying to force the umbrella to open for several minutes, I just gave up and started running.

I won’t bore readers with all my problems that morning, but suffice it to say that neither my computer nor the telephone worked. I was really tired and hungry by noon and had to drag myself to a small lounge with food automats. I normally took a lunch, but with no electric and being late for work, there was no time for that. I put a five dollar bill in the slot and pushed the button for a sandwich – nothing happened. This sort of thing continued throughout the day and by the time I got home, I decided to end it all. I loaded my revolver, placed it on my forehead and pulled the trigger.

You guessed it – nothing happened!

The moral of this tale is that you should never do today what you can put off until tomorrow - if it's Monday the 13th.

Ralph V Harvey