11/21/00

The Jinx Syndrome

Everyone should heave a collective sigh of relief (I guess that is redundant - if everyone sighs it will by its very nature be collective). I have put my snowtires onto my Miata, and thus we are assured that it will not snow until February. I suppose I should buy some gasoline for my snowblower to cinch the deal, though. I refer to this strange truth as "the power of the jinx".

I like to use the power of the jinx to my advantage. It is a well known fact, for instance, that if you buy insurance against some happenstance, that event will never occur. In one sense, you have just wasted your money. In the way that I like to look at it, that money is money well spent, assuming that the disaster which would have befallen you was sufficiently dire to warrant avoidance. (My, I'm long winded today - maybe you should take out boredom insurance.)

Of course, occasionally, even taking the power of the jinx into account, you still get screwed. For example, Allison and I signed up with AAA on the theory that neither of our cars would ever break down since we were covered. As it turned out, what actually happened was that when Allison's car did break down, the AAA towing service was not able to find her. We ended up calling another tow truck, which cost us additional bucks on top of what we blew on AAA. Needless to say (and yet I'll say it), we are no longer AAA members.

Another quirk is that mentioning your good fortune is almost guaranteed to mess it up. So, by mentioning that my snowtires are installed (only a programming geek like myself refers to mounting tires as "installation", but I digress), I have virtually assured that it will indeed snow at the most inconvenient time, and in such copious amounts that the fact that my snowtires are righteously installed will be rendered irrelevant.

So, I would just like to take this opportunity to apologize in advance for the Blizzard of '00 (that's "double nought" or "double o" if you, like me, are wondering how to pronounce that). I didn't mean it. Really.

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