you know what's weird? superstitions.
i know someone who has 5 eights in her phone number. thats XX88888X. and the ladies at work visit this highly-recommended fortune teller every 6 months. quite recently, the office underwent a mini-renovation for, i suspect, fengshui reasons.
as if that's not weird enough, i have malaysian kitchen staff who, when they feel spooked, start apologising profusely to whatever entity is lurking in the corner of our restaurant. and tomok, my dear boss makes it so that our restaurants doesn't have a table number 13. so after table 12, there's table 14. which is utter nonsense because table 14 would still be the thirteenth table, right? the Irony Gods strongly dislike any attempts at cheating the rules, especally if its done in the most wuhfuhjuh way.
which is why, i don't know if i'm being silly if i say that most of my ridiculous customers come from table 14, or, technically, the thirteenth table.
but, no matter =)
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