A friend of mine sent me a good luck angel that was guaranteed to bring me a miraculous event on 11:06 the next morning. The next day a friend sent me a message picturing the Eye of God taken by the Hubble that would bring me good luck too.
I braced myself for an avalanche of good fortune.
Later I realized I'd been buying fruit at 11:06 and nothing good happened. And the rest of the weekend passed uneventfully. So none of the messages changed my luck at all....
But then I looked around the table at lunch. There was my husband and two wonderful kids. My kids are doing well in school and college. My husband is fine at his bank; I haven't been laid off from my job. We all laugh at the same jokes.
So maybe the good luck messages worked after all? Or maybe I didn't even need them
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Or maybe they are sent by superstitious halfwits and you had this luck all the time?
And why do you have this luck?
Because you work hard at making it and keeping it.
I do work to keep it, TT; I hadn't thought of that.
And my job -- they'll have to drag me out of there with me hanging on the walls with my fingernails. I need the salary and pension plan!
I hate these things! They never work! Especially those that claim that if you forward the sappy schlocky message to nine friends within five minutes, at precisely such-a-tim you'll receive some huge blessing from Fate.
What would actually happen is that you'd have nine fewer friends, because they'd hate you for sending tripe, and what kind of "good luck" is that?
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