No, that is not my side mirror. It is a picture I pulled off the internet, but it does reflect the sort of damage that mine sustained on Tuesday when it was brutally attacked by the car wash.
When it happened, I thought about broken mirrors bringing seven years of bad luck.
Upon reflection, I decided that
- It was just a silly superstition with no basis in fact.
- I didn’t break the mirror, the car wash did. That Shell station (or maybe Royal Dutch Shell) is in for a rough ride.
- Or – if it did apply to me, at least I would have to stick around for another seven years. I might not enjoy it, but a guarantee that I’ll live to be eighty isn’t all bad.
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