“Well, be careful out there, it’s Friday the 13th, don’t go under any ladders or open an umbrella inside the house or cross the path of a black cat, ok dear?,” said Nathans mother before he left for the last day of the school year.
“Mom, today is not the unluckiest day, it’s the last day of school, so it is the luckiest day ,summer has officially arrived,” Nathan said excitedly, as only a ten year old boy can.
“Just stay alert, you know mommy has Friggatriskaidekaphobia,” his mother replied.
Ficken… what?,” Nathan said surprised.
“Not fricken dear, you know mommy doesn’t like that word. Friggatriskaidekaphobia is the fear of Friday the 13th,” his mother answered.
“Well, Mom, I’m not superstitious, I’m not afraid of Friday the 13th, or black cats holding umbrellas that break mirrors under ladders, you don’t think logically Mom,” said Nathan sarcastically, as he tripped over his untied shoe laces.
“See, let that be a lesson to you, always listen to your mother on fricken Friday the 13th,” his mother said.