Friday, March 13, 2009

Friday the 13th (February Edition)

Little brother and I went out to dinner while I was in Boston and after we finished binging on seafood and charging it to our parental units, I had him walk me to my friend's house. The friend texted me directions and I read them out loud to my brother-- "so we get off the train, go through the shopping center, take a right on Elm" "Hold up" says my brother "you want me to walk down Elm Street, in the dark, on Friday the 13th. Oh hell no. detour."

And that's the story of how an MIT student made me walk six blocks out of my way to avoid dying in a fit of superstition.

1 comment:

Simon said...

1. Your posts about your brother are always very amusing.

2. Why are there so many Friday the thirteenths this year? It's so wearing.