Just post your bad luck times or someone in your family's.
For me, I once wore a pair of different shoes because of the school rush hour. They both looked the same at first, but then my friend pointed it out.
Now for the real reason I'm posting this.
Yesterday, after the long day at the beach, we went to a restaurant. In the table was my sister, my girl cousin, and my boy cousin. The thing that happened was that the salt was in the middle of the table, and my boy cousin dropped it, and we started talking about bad luck for like 10 seconds. The waiter took our drink order, he left, and when he came back, he had a full tray of 6 drinks. And what happens? He dropped my cousin's root beer on his leg.
The second thing that happened was that when we were waiting for the food, my cousin already drank all of his soda. The waiter came by, pointed at him, and said, "I'll get you another root beer." Nothing happened until I told him, "Haha he winked at you! He likes you!" Obviously joking, he wanted me to switch seats anyway, but I said no.
And finally, every now and then his mom came to us to ask something while rubbing my cousin's upper arm. Well when we were eating, the waiter came with a new drink to refill me, and my cousin's mom came in and did the same as usual. When they both leave, my cousin told me, "Damn guys, I thought that was the waiter rubbing my arm!"
For me, I once wore a pair of different shoes because of the school rush hour. They both looked the same at first, but then my friend pointed it out.
Now for the real reason I'm posting this.
Yesterday, after the long day at the beach, we went to a restaurant. In the table was my sister, my girl cousin, and my boy cousin. The thing that happened was that the salt was in the middle of the table, and my boy cousin dropped it, and we started talking about bad luck for like 10 seconds. The waiter took our drink order, he left, and when he came back, he had a full tray of 6 drinks. And what happens? He dropped my cousin's root beer on his leg.
The second thing that happened was that when we were waiting for the food, my cousin already drank all of his soda. The waiter came by, pointed at him, and said, "I'll get you another root beer." Nothing happened until I told him, "Haha he winked at you! He likes you!" Obviously joking, he wanted me to switch seats anyway, but I said no.
And finally, every now and then his mom came to us to ask something while rubbing my cousin's upper arm. Well when we were eating, the waiter came with a new drink to refill me, and my cousin's mom came in and did the same as usual. When they both leave, my cousin told me, "Damn guys, I thought that was the waiter rubbing my arm!"
) When it came time for the needle I freaked out. After all the stitching and stuff was done everything went smoothly. (thank god)