I think the major problem with 2013 is that there is a 13 in it. If there is a bad number like 13 in a year, other bad numbers come up, like the clock radio I bought a few years ago (covered in an earlier blog here, too), that still runs seven minutes fast. Or the fact that anytime I play “Who Wants to Be a Millionaire” on Facebook, I tank on the $250,000 question. During one regular game, I second-guessed myself and gave the same answer as everybody else: if I had followed my gut, I could have been the only person to get the $10,000 question. That error put my out of the game when I’m used to being in the top three.
At my job, my parent company spun some of us off into another corporate arm for 20 months, which didn’t work, so now they’ve brought us back in. That doubled our paperwork, but at least it’s not likely to happen again.
I sat in traffic for two hours or more twice this year, busted one tire on my car (replaced all four), spent eight days with a splinter in my thumb (it only seemed bruised until the offending sliver poked out by itself), and did not have my hair cut once. I saw two 3D movies and five regular movies which I liked, but also saw dozens of movie trailers which did not influence me to see the films at all.
In 2013 three major landmarks came down (an adult performance venue called the Fantasy Showbar and then Jersey Girls before closing, a Chevy dealer in Moorestown– the former Classic Chevrolet, with its trademark neon sign–and a landmark Sears Store). The porn palace was replaced by a Taco Bell, the dealership will have a Wawa store soon, and the former Sears is just a gaping hole in a city full of them (Camden, NJ).
With only ten days to go in the year at the time of this posting, I’m glad we can put an end to this one. Maybe 2014, being an even year, will be better. At least my clock radio will be into it seven minutes before everybody else.
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Say Goodbye to 2013 By Numbers
Posted at 3:40 am by kayewer, on December 22, 2013
I think the major problem with 2013 is that there is a 13 in it. If there is a bad number like 13 in a year, other bad numbers come up, like the clock radio I bought a few years ago (covered in an earlier blog here, too), that still runs seven minutes fast. Or the fact that anytime I play “Who Wants to Be a Millionaire” on Facebook, I tank on the $250,000 question. During one regular game, I second-guessed myself and gave the same answer as everybody else: if I had followed my gut, I could have been the only person to get the $10,000 question. That error put my out of the game when I’m used to being in the top three.
At my job, my parent company spun some of us off into another corporate arm for 20 months, which didn’t work, so now they’ve brought us back in. That doubled our paperwork, but at least it’s not likely to happen again.
I sat in traffic for two hours or more twice this year, busted one tire on my car (replaced all four), spent eight days with a splinter in my thumb (it only seemed bruised until the offending sliver poked out by itself), and did not have my hair cut once. I saw two 3D movies and five regular movies which I liked, but also saw dozens of movie trailers which did not influence me to see the films at all.
In 2013 three major landmarks came down (an adult performance venue called the Fantasy Showbar and then Jersey Girls before closing, a Chevy dealer in Moorestown– the former Classic Chevrolet, with its trademark neon sign–and a landmark Sears Store). The porn palace was replaced by a Taco Bell, the dealership will have a Wawa store soon, and the former Sears is just a gaping hole in a city full of them (Camden, NJ).
With only ten days to go in the year at the time of this posting, I’m glad we can put an end to this one. Maybe 2014, being an even year, will be better. At least my clock radio will be into it seven minutes before everybody else.
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