Alright, I know what some of you are saying. You're not superstitious, you don't believe in such things, etc. etc. Well, even though I'm not superstitious in the slightest, fate just loves to screw with people on Friday the 13th. Did anything bad happen to you on this infamous day?
You see, we stayed at my mom's friend's house one night, then set off for her wedding the day after. Which, coincidentally, was on Friday the 13th. Right when we pulled into a nearby gas station, our car broke down. The AC failed to work, the steering was horrible, blah de blah de blah. Fortunately, the car had just enough power in it to drive not even a mile to the house.