My wife’s company is in the process of moving to a new office. The building was previously a bank, but going back many years it was a funeral home. The basement still has the corpse drawers in the walls, there’s still a casket-sized dumbwaiter – all in all a lot of interesting stuff.
Unfortunately, according to many of the people at her work (and “corroborated” by many of the former bank employees), the building is, of course, haunted. After all, it was a funeral home…how could it not be?
Of course, there’s photographic evidence. Pictures were taken when they were all touring the place, and <gasp!> there were orbs!
She’s exceptionally bright, so I just shake my head and let my sarcastic look do all the mocking.
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Although I must say I gave a waitress serious shit over this a few weeks back. It was the morning of Superbowl Sunday, and I asked her how she thought the game was going to go. She said she didn’t want to talk about it because she didn’t want to jinx it. Sure, these are the top professionals in their field, three-time winners who train year-round, have a top secret playbook, and all they really need to do was keep some waitress from talking about it. Sure thing, hon.
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Heh…sports superstition is the worst. Whenever someone brings up whatever their lucky talisman is for their team, I always wonder if Vegas is aware of this sure-fire token.
Full disclosure: I’m not immune. Before the last NFL season began, I hung up a picture in my office that I received as a gift – a nice pencil artwork of several Giants players, framed behind glass. After Week 2, when the Giants dropped to 0-2, the picture fell off the wall and the glass shattered. It was inconvenient to get to, so I figured I’d clean it up “soon”. Then the Giants won. Hmm…maybe I’ll leave it there 'til next week. And then won again. A six-game winning streak, and the broken picture and shattered glass remained. Then the miracle playoff run and the Super Bowl win, and the shattered remains were still there. It seems obvious to me that somehow the Giants mojo got trapped inside that frame, and breaking the glass released it. You think I was going to take a chance of bottling that mojo back up?
Maybe I’ll clean it up after the draft.