It's a good thing I'm not superstitious. Or, in this case, maybe it's a bad thing I'm not superstitious.
Loraine and I were talking yesterday about the last time we had to put gas in her car (Christmas Eve, if you're keeping track at home) and how it's my turn to fill it up soon. Even though I don't own it, I still drive it, so I pay for half the upkeep (including insurance and dead batteries). The reason I remember it was last filled up on Christmas Eve is because we filled it up going over to my sister's to celebrate.
And because of the total amount that I put in it--5.555 gallons. Freaky, huh?
That's a, what? One in 10,000 chance that that number pops up? I know I've never remembered how much gas I've purchased all the other times I've filled up a tank, but I'm guessing I may remember this one for a while.
5.555 gallons.
Because I'm not a superstitious person I realize that it was just random chance that that number popped up. If you fill your tank 10,000 times, odds are that one of those times will see you pumping exactly 5.555 gallons. It's just math. It's just probability. It's just science.
However, if I WERE a superstitious person I'd take this as a sign. I'd start to wonder if there was something cosmically aligning about the number five, and I'd rush out and buy as many lottery tickets I could that had combinations of the number. I'd sit in anticipation, waiting to see if lightning struck twice.
But, alas, I'm not superstitious. I know that the odds of both my pumping 5.555 gallons of gas and those being the winning lottery numbers are, like, infinitesimal. So maybe it's a good thing I'm not superstitious. It'll save me a buck, or however much a lottery ticket costs these days.
That being said, if you ARE superstitious, so ahead and give it a try. Maybe you can change my mind...and make yourself a little money in the process.
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