Last year there was only one Friday the 13th. And that’s officially Blame Someone Else Day – the first Friday the 13th of each year. On the first Friday the 13th of this year – January 13th – I had an emergency appendectomy and really couldn’t pin it on anyone else.
The next one is this Friday, April 13th. And if you are a Paraskevidekatriaphobic, you may not even want to get out of bed tomorrow. Yes, this is the official term to describe those people afflicted with a morbid, irrational fear of Friday the 13th. Whatever you do, don’t walk under a ladder, and don’t let a black cat cross your path on this day. Maybe I’ll have another body part removed just to keep up my pattern for the year.
According to the Stress Management Center and Phobia Institute in Asheville, North Carolina, an estimated 17 to 21 million people in the United States are affected by a fear of this day. Some people are so paralyzed by fear that they avoid their normal routines in doing business, taking flights or even getting out of bed. Many will refuse to close on a house or act on a stock tip. According to Wikipedia “It’s been estimated that $800-$900 million is lost in business on this day.”
Personally, I expect to have another spectacular, exciting, happy, fulfilling, and profitable day on April 13th. What about you? What are you expecting?