Statistics show that people who believe in bad luck will have more accidents on Friday the 13th. Our brains also seem to only hold onto the ill-fated times — like when we drop an egg on the floor, that memory will stay with us for quite some time, even if we successfully didn’t drop it hundreds of times.
Shared sorrow is half a sorrow, and on this note, Bright Side found 17 people who would like to push the “undo” button on their terrible day.
1. “This tree fell and pulled the whole lawn up with it.”
2. “My friend’s car was squished by a tree earlier today after some high winds.”
3. “Started a new job and was told they recycle their earplugs at the end of every shift. I think I’ll just go buy my own.”
4. “I dropped my deep fat fryer on my wooden floor.”
5. “We had a huge storm the other day, and this happened to my friend.”
6. “The watermelon I grew”
7. “That’s my luggage, and it’s not on the plane.”
8. “I have a shy bladder and walked into my worst nightmare.”
9. “The one time I decided to drive instead of ride my bike, this happened halfway to work.”
10. “All I wanted was to make myself some orange juice.”
11. “How my friend’s Friday the 13th started out”
12. “I’ve seen it happen in movies but never dreamed I would see it in real life.”
13. “Just so you know, a 10-foot pipe does not fit in a Toyota RAV4.”
14. “Ate a huge bag of trail mix for about 1 month. Got to the bottom and found 3 rusty screws.”
15. “If you were a cat, there’s a 9/10 chance you’d be named ’Socks.’”
16. “My bedroom ceiling collapsed.”
17. “Tenants called today to tell me the toilet wouldn’t flush, the plumber turned up to this.”
What’s worse — a sock sliding down inside one of your shoes or wearing wet socks? How do you spoil yourself on those days when nothing seems to go right?
I Took My Boyfriend to Meet My Parents — When My Father Saw Him He Immediately Called the Cops
I had been waiting for this moment for several months. Lewis took the day off to meet my parents. We had been officially dating for three months, but he kept telling me he was too busy with work to meet them. As it turned out, that was all a lie, and he wasn’t working as a mechanic.
When we entered the house and my parents first saw Lewis, I noticed my dad’s expression drastically change. I wasn’t prepared for what happened next.My dad, always the gracious host, invited Lewis to take a tour of the house, starting with the basement. I watched them walk down the stairs, thinking my dad was just trying to make Lewis feel welcome. But as soon as Lewis stepped inside, my father immediately slammed the door, locked it, and started calling the police.“He’s not really Lewis,” my dad shouted into the phone, “he’s actually an escaped convict named Jack Riley!”I was in shock. “Dad, what are you talking about?”My father, his voice stern and filled with authority, looked at me with a mixture of concern and anger. “Emma, I recognized him the moment I saw him. I never forget a face. Years ago, when I was still in the force, Jack Riley was one of the most wanted men. He was convicted of fraud, theft, and numerous other crimes. He escaped from prison and has been on the run ever since.”My mind was racing. I thought back to all the moments with Lewis—his mysterious absence from work, his reluctance to meet my family, the way he always seemed to avoid talking about his past. It all started to make sense.As we waited for the police to arrive, I could hear Lewis—or Jack—banging on the basement door, shouting for me to let him out. “Emma, please, this is a mistake! Your father is wrong!”But the look on my dad’s face told me otherwise. He had never been wrong about something like this before.The police arrived quickly, and within minutes, they had Lewis in handcuffs. One of the officers confirmed my father’s story. “We’ve been looking for Jack Riley for years. Good catch, sir.”I stood there, numb, as they took Lewis away. The man I thought I loved, the man I had trusted, was a criminal. My heart ached with betrayal and confusion.As the police car drove off, my dad put his arm around me. “I’m sorry you had to go through this, Emma. But it’s better you found out now rather than later.”In the days that followed, the reality of the situation sank in. I learned more about Jack’s criminal past and felt grateful for my father’s vigilance and quick thinking. It was a harsh lesson about trust and the importance of truly knowing the people we let into our lives.Ultimately, I realized how lucky I was to have a father who cared so deeply about my well-being. The experience brought us closer, and I knew I could always rely on him to protect me, no matter what.As I moved on from the shock and heartache, I took comfort in knowing that my father had saved me from a much worse fate. It was a painful but valuable lesson in love and trust.
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