Really......

What is it about rules that make no sense?

You know, like:  Leaving your car door open at a Petrol Station...  You hear that irritating, bothersome, demanding, yet softly spoken voice..   It's your Wife!!    "get me some crisps"...
Then, unbelievably, an even more annoying voice is released into the communal confines of the petrol station, (and before you say it... No... Luckily.. it's not the Mother in law... You know, when they came up with the acronym M.I.L.F.. They should come up with M.I.L.F.E.R :: Mother In Law Fuck! Everyone Run)..
Anyway, where were we? Oh yeah, a more annoying voice than the M.I.L..  Every Petrol Station has 'em, that 'A-typical' ::: short, fat, ageing women, who a few years ago would have had a fag in her mouth as she told number 6 to: "close your door..."

Are there more things that happen in public more embarrassing than being publically told to close your car door, all the while a middle aged man, filling his soft top BMW looks over with a smirk on his face!!
I mean really??!!
What will possibly happen with the door open, that won't if you have a soft top??....
What about Motorbikes?? How do they get away with it?? Do their suites have superhuman abilities to prevent explosions?     If they do, can some inform the British Army for the fight againt I.E.Ds!!

Is my car going to sudden;y burst into flames?  Do they think I'm going to mistake my open door for where to put the fuel? Will the Leather interior suddenly become so statically charged a pulse of electric shoots out and blows the whole place up??!

Or has something happened in the past to make this bizarre rule exist...??
Maybe when these conveniently size tubes were introduced, they found mem with car doors open, sticking their willies into the pumps?? Using Deisel as the lubricant..
It makes sense, like the founders of Milking a cow, some had to make the mistakes, so others could reap the benefits.. My heart goes out to the poor bastard that stuck his in the Unleaded pump, that shit meant to be more corrosive!!

Superstitious Beliefs

So, this week i've been looking into superstitious beliefs.. Well, when I say that, so far all i've done is thought of some!! But i've gotta say, just as a wise, stereotypical african american man has probably said at some point:

"we some crazy mother f#€kers man!"

Some the things we think bring us bad luck are just plan stupid!!

I'd loved to have been there at the time these myths, beliefs or social memes (if you will), were dreamt up..

Like: was it just a bed time story that got out of hand or someone just saying for a laugh.

In fact, it's got me thinking (I know, dangerious right!!).

If someone once said something that stuck, why not create some strange new social meme that plays on the superstitious chord of our psychology..

But before we go ahead and try to quite litrally create history, really, just like a Maths exam, we better do some research and show our working out..

So lets start with an age old favorite, a supersticion so strong even now, with our understanding of science, humans still fear.. The dreaded... Number 13!!

We're so affraid of this simple number, buildings are built without a 13th floor, train carriages without a 13th Carriage, even streets of houses are built without a number 13 house!!!

Now lets think about that for a second.. So we build a building with 100 floors but because we name floor 13, floor 14, obviously this means we have tricked whatever strange force we intelligent humans think make 13 unlucky!!

But hang on... Lets look into a guy called Steve.. Now Steve was unfortunate enough to be early to work on a sunny September morning.. Steve worked in an office with a great view, high above the streets of New York..

When Steve was forced to jump out of this burning building, due to a plane crashing into it, there is one particular detail to consider.. As he plummeted towards the base of Tower 1, he counted each floor as he went down.. For no other reason than he has real OCD issues..

What surprised Steve the most about that fateful day?!

When he got to level 2..splat!!
The moral of this story, technically without a floor 13, he died sooner! And the bonus... The plane didnt crash into floor 13 either, so whats so unlucky about floor 122?!

What about if you had a baby on the 13th? Would you chuck it away?
or do the Hospital just fake the date of birth?