Posted July 13, 2018
Since it's Friday the 13th today, I thought it'd be fun to share some stories of what (mis)adventures the unlucky date has brought us.
My own is funny, but not unfortunate.
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I remember celebrating a birthday on Friday the 13th once.
I'm not sure if the birthday party happened a year or two back.
Either way, my mom asked me if I wanted to have a party to celebrate my birthday. Since I had opted not to celebrate it for some years in a row before that, she was certain I'll say no.
Imagine her surprise when I thought for a bit and said: "Hm, think I would actually".
It was agreed that I'll celebrate with my friends on Friday which happened to be the 13th.
I got caught up in chatting with someone, so I was going to be late by the time I remembered I need to get a bus ride home for my party.
I was super worried about being late, but I was the first one there (the others were even more late XD ).
We were celebrating in our flat and my mom decided to prepare lunch for everyone as a feast of sorts.
People were already stuffed so we postponed the cake for later.
After that nothing too interesting happened for the rest of the day.
I chatted with my friends and they went home (the last guest left at midnight).
Behind my back, so to speak, my mom agreed with the extended family that they should come for lunch the next day. However, that had some complications.
She first called her 3 siblings and everyone was OK with the lunch being on Saturday.
The last person she called was my grandmother.
Mom expected her to have more time than anyone else, but granny said that she can't possibly come because she's already agreed to be at another party at that time and that some young men will come to pick her up (she's about 80 by now, but still in good shape and with a good memory).
So mom called everyone else again to postpone the family lunch on Sunday.
Then my godmother asked if she could come to see me on Saturday since she didn't make it on Friday.
My mom agreed for me and I was busy with more guests.
Then Sunday came and the family gathered at a local restaurant. In total there were about 20 of us or so.
We got seated on everyone ordered something from the menu (given that they were best known for pizzas I picked one to be safe, the rest of the selection is mostly frozen food heated up).
So we were eating and a waiter approached my mom asking if we had brought the cake with us. She explained that no, she had ordered one at their establishment.
He went away and came back several times asking the same question.
My uncle got tired of his questions and told him to "bring whatever they had".
And he did.
He brought us a tiny cake with a single candle on top that could easily be eaten in a few bites.
My mom had asked me beforehand what kind of cake I want and since I'm not a fan of fruit cake, I said I wanted a chocolate cake.
The tiny cake clearly had bits of coconut on (usually on the list of food I don't like much).
I was surprised but thought "OK, I guess that's our cake."
Apparently, it was a homemade cake and the bits of coconut were not firmly secured on the cake.
Once I blew out the candle a lot of the coconut bits were carried off the force of the air ... right into the wife of my uncle who was sitting across from me.
She said: "Great, now I've got coconut bits all over my bra.", her husband replied: "Not a problem I like coconut." Ahem, I think we can see where that was going. ;)
Anyway, after we each had eaten a piece of the cake (which surprised me by being delicious despite the coconut and banana bits in it), the waiter came over looking very pale.
He said that our original cake was found!
The tiny cake had about a tiny piece left of it and he agreed with mom to not charge us for either of the cakes if we keep the mixup from his boss.
Mom agreed and he took that bit of tiny cake away (I'm not sure what the guests who finally received it thought) and brought us our big store-bought chocolate cake.
My mom had called them to make sure to write "happy birthday to ..." with my name on it. Apparently, there had been some miscommunication because on the cake my name had an extra "j" in it.
As a former professor of Slovene, my mom was furious.
But I didn't end there.
To pacify her, my uncle said, he'd like to use the opportunity to take us to a movie and some cocktails since he hadn't celebrated his birthday yet.
Just as my mom wanted to protest, I asked which movies were playing.
When I heard it was "Assassin's Creed" that had just come out at the time, I was determined to go see it.
In the end, we went as two groups: me and the boys went to see "Assassin's Creed" and the ladies opted for some romantic comedy (I forgot which one).
AC was awesome with so much tension and action I was surprised no one had a heart attack during it. XD
We met soon after (the movies finished almost at the same time).
It was winter and the walkway and pavement were frozen.
Just as someone was telling a story of how I once fell down as a kid because mom had fallen and dragged me down with her weight, ... mom fell because she stepped on a step that wasn't there. I was like from some kind of comedy or a hidden camera show. She fell flat on her back with her feet well in the air.
Luckily she was fine, but ... my uncle grabbed her right arm, my aunt her left and grandma grabbed her collar to make damn sure she wouldn't fall again.
We made it to the cocktail place with no further incidents.
Once there we ordered our cocktails.
I had never been in a bar before and was very surprised when they had a virgin section of cocktails. Us "youngsters" (it was my 20th birthday) all ordered sweet virgin cocktails, while the "grown-ups" went for standard variants. Mom was the only one to want a non-sweet version and ordered a refill.
I was sooo tasty.
After that people decided to head home.
Given that me and mom were on foot my cousin and her boyfriend (they're married now) offered to drive us home.
Once home, ... we remembered the cake.
We tried it and ... It was just so AWFUL.
In the end, we decided to give it to some neighbors with a lot of grandkids. They liked it.
At that point, it was near midnight but ... I still had to finish and send a presentation to my teacher.
Now the problem was that I had forgotten to save the links that I got the pictures from!
Once I finally got that done I sent it to my teacher at 4 a.m.
I had that class at 9 a.m.
In class, I asked her near panicked if I handed it in on time, she was surprised: "You do know you have until midnight today, right?"
Now you tell me!
Anyway, I caught up on sleep and even got a good grade for that presentation.
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If you've got anything you'd like to post, I'd be happy to read it.
Good luck surviving the rest of the day and remember to smile despite a streak of bad luck. :)
My own is funny, but not unfortunate.
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I remember celebrating a birthday on Friday the 13th once.
I'm not sure if the birthday party happened a year or two back.
Either way, my mom asked me if I wanted to have a party to celebrate my birthday. Since I had opted not to celebrate it for some years in a row before that, she was certain I'll say no.
Imagine her surprise when I thought for a bit and said: "Hm, think I would actually".
It was agreed that I'll celebrate with my friends on Friday which happened to be the 13th.
I got caught up in chatting with someone, so I was going to be late by the time I remembered I need to get a bus ride home for my party.
I was super worried about being late, but I was the first one there (the others were even more late XD ).
We were celebrating in our flat and my mom decided to prepare lunch for everyone as a feast of sorts.
People were already stuffed so we postponed the cake for later.
After that nothing too interesting happened for the rest of the day.
I chatted with my friends and they went home (the last guest left at midnight).
Behind my back, so to speak, my mom agreed with the extended family that they should come for lunch the next day. However, that had some complications.
She first called her 3 siblings and everyone was OK with the lunch being on Saturday.
The last person she called was my grandmother.
Mom expected her to have more time than anyone else, but granny said that she can't possibly come because she's already agreed to be at another party at that time and that some young men will come to pick her up (she's about 80 by now, but still in good shape and with a good memory).
So mom called everyone else again to postpone the family lunch on Sunday.
Then my godmother asked if she could come to see me on Saturday since she didn't make it on Friday.
My mom agreed for me and I was busy with more guests.
Then Sunday came and the family gathered at a local restaurant. In total there were about 20 of us or so.
We got seated on everyone ordered something from the menu (given that they were best known for pizzas I picked one to be safe, the rest of the selection is mostly frozen food heated up).
So we were eating and a waiter approached my mom asking if we had brought the cake with us. She explained that no, she had ordered one at their establishment.
He went away and came back several times asking the same question.
My uncle got tired of his questions and told him to "bring whatever they had".
And he did.
He brought us a tiny cake with a single candle on top that could easily be eaten in a few bites.
My mom had asked me beforehand what kind of cake I want and since I'm not a fan of fruit cake, I said I wanted a chocolate cake.
The tiny cake clearly had bits of coconut on (usually on the list of food I don't like much).
I was surprised but thought "OK, I guess that's our cake."
Apparently, it was a homemade cake and the bits of coconut were not firmly secured on the cake.
Once I blew out the candle a lot of the coconut bits were carried off the force of the air ... right into the wife of my uncle who was sitting across from me.
She said: "Great, now I've got coconut bits all over my bra.", her husband replied: "Not a problem I like coconut." Ahem, I think we can see where that was going. ;)
Anyway, after we each had eaten a piece of the cake (which surprised me by being delicious despite the coconut and banana bits in it), the waiter came over looking very pale.
He said that our original cake was found!
The tiny cake had about a tiny piece left of it and he agreed with mom to not charge us for either of the cakes if we keep the mixup from his boss.
Mom agreed and he took that bit of tiny cake away (I'm not sure what the guests who finally received it thought) and brought us our big store-bought chocolate cake.
My mom had called them to make sure to write "happy birthday to ..." with my name on it. Apparently, there had been some miscommunication because on the cake my name had an extra "j" in it.
As a former professor of Slovene, my mom was furious.
But I didn't end there.
To pacify her, my uncle said, he'd like to use the opportunity to take us to a movie and some cocktails since he hadn't celebrated his birthday yet.
Just as my mom wanted to protest, I asked which movies were playing.
When I heard it was "Assassin's Creed" that had just come out at the time, I was determined to go see it.
In the end, we went as two groups: me and the boys went to see "Assassin's Creed" and the ladies opted for some romantic comedy (I forgot which one).
AC was awesome with so much tension and action I was surprised no one had a heart attack during it. XD
We met soon after (the movies finished almost at the same time).
It was winter and the walkway and pavement were frozen.
Just as someone was telling a story of how I once fell down as a kid because mom had fallen and dragged me down with her weight, ... mom fell because she stepped on a step that wasn't there. I was like from some kind of comedy or a hidden camera show. She fell flat on her back with her feet well in the air.
Luckily she was fine, but ... my uncle grabbed her right arm, my aunt her left and grandma grabbed her collar to make damn sure she wouldn't fall again.
We made it to the cocktail place with no further incidents.
Once there we ordered our cocktails.
I had never been in a bar before and was very surprised when they had a virgin section of cocktails. Us "youngsters" (it was my 20th birthday) all ordered sweet virgin cocktails, while the "grown-ups" went for standard variants. Mom was the only one to want a non-sweet version and ordered a refill.
I was sooo tasty.
After that people decided to head home.
Given that me and mom were on foot my cousin and her boyfriend (they're married now) offered to drive us home.
Once home, ... we remembered the cake.
We tried it and ... It was just so AWFUL.
In the end, we decided to give it to some neighbors with a lot of grandkids. They liked it.
At that point, it was near midnight but ... I still had to finish and send a presentation to my teacher.
Now the problem was that I had forgotten to save the links that I got the pictures from!
Once I finally got that done I sent it to my teacher at 4 a.m.
I had that class at 9 a.m.
In class, I asked her near panicked if I handed it in on time, she was surprised: "You do know you have until midnight today, right?"
Now you tell me!
Anyway, I caught up on sleep and even got a good grade for that presentation.
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If you've got anything you'd like to post, I'd be happy to read it.
Good luck surviving the rest of the day and remember to smile despite a streak of bad luck. :)
Post edited February 03, 2019 by Wolfy777
