It’s Friday the 13th! Are you scared?
Here are some Friday the 13th Facts:
- The fear of Friday the 13th is called friggatriskaidekaphobia. Try saying that 5 times fast. Or at all!
- There are 22 Friday the 13ths in a 12 year period
- The longest period that can occur without a Friday the 13th is fourteen months, either from July to September the following common year (e.g. between 2001-2002 and 2012-13), or from August to October the following leap year (e.g. between 2027-28).
- The 13th day of the month is slightly more likely to be a Friday than any other day of the week
- On average, there is a Friday the 13th once every 212.35 (212 and 241/688) days
Where does the fearful superstition come from?
Why the 13th?:
In numerology, the number twelve is considered the number of completeness, as reflected in the twelve months of the year, twelve signs of the zodiac, twelve hours of the clock, twelve tribes of Israel, twelve Apostles of Jesus, twelve gods of Olympus, etc., whereas the number thirteen was considered irregular, transgressing this completeness. There is also a superstition, thought by some to derive from the Last Supper or a Norse myth, that having thirteen people seated at a table will result in the death of one of the diners.
Friday has been considered an unlucky day at least since the 14th century’s The Canterbury Tales, and many other professions have regarded Friday as an unlucky day to undertake journeys or begin new projects. Black Friday has been associated with stock market crashes and other disasters since the 1800s. It has also been suggested that Friday has been considered an unlucky day because, according to Christian scripture and tradition, Jesus was crucified on a Friday.
Friday is considered an unlucky day?! I happen to like it, start to the weekend and all. I’ll take it over Tuesday anyday, even with th 13th.
30 Days of Insight
Day 13- A memory that never fails to make you laugh.
Ok, the one that came to mind immediately would have to be edited beyond recognition (or understanding) to make it blog-appropriate. Let’s just say it was college, there was some drinking (ok, copious amounts), and some sans clothing mayhem. I assure you I was just a spectator 🙂
Instead, I will go with an animal story. When I was in high school, my cat was playing in a paper sack. We had just gotten home from the grocery store and had emptied it and left it on the floor. He climbed in to hide, planning to jump out and pounce on any unsuspecting passerby. However, when he popped out of it, the handle slid over his head and around his neck. He started to run, the bag attached to him and sorta flailing behind him. He kinda kept looking back panicked and running faster like it was following him and he was trying to get away. It was making all kinds of noise, freaking him out more, and he wouldn’t slow down enough for us to catch him and remove it. Instead I just sat on the floor and laughed as he periodically made the round through the house and flew by over and over again until he finally stopped and I could take it off. It was very “Funniest Hone Video”-like.