Granny always said it.
First dehumidifier goes out. Got conned into a fancy schmancy new one. (I wasn’t present at the purchase, dang it Son-of-a-wrek)
Today my well pump ain’t acting right. I see a new jacuzzi in my future, not the fun kind.
What next? IRS audit? Abscessed molar? Ninjas knocking on the door?
Yep. That 3x stuff will eat your lunch.
What’s your signature line again…?
Yeah. I know. I think I brought it down on my own head.
If it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all.
Everything comes in threes, or sometimes fours. Or elevens.
I’m going with 7s.
Unlucky for me; #3 has occured. 
That just means you start counting again.
Don’t count in Base 3 — 1, 2, 10!!
Three, sir.
::snerk::
Five is right out.
Five would kill me right off.
Remember, the fourth one is just the beginning of another set of three.
That has happened to me twice in my life. I no longer connect a water supply to my refrigerator. The miniscule number of times I use ice is totally not worth the risk of a leak.
Also, since it’s happened to me twice, this thread has convinced me that it would inevitably happen a third time.
Just had air conditioner repaired. Three things replaced. First the compressor had leaked and some part had to be replaced. It had leaked all over a relay and that relay was not working right, second thing, it had to be replaced. Then, independently, the thermostat was not working right and I had him replace it, the third thing. He took three hours, one, two three hours. Cost just over $1000. But at least we now have air conditioning. Now I just have to get rid of the flies that came in because I left the door to the balcony open to get some air.
You could count flies coming in. Or dying 1,2,3.
I’ve already started on a new list:
#1. Nearly went comotose over night. Saved in the nick of time. woo-hoo