"Hey, check it. It's 11:11."
Then Addi and I commented at the exact same time...
Addi: Time to make a wish.
Me: Time to talk with the devil.
Everyone in the room stopped and turned to me with confused and slightly creeped out faces.
In my defense, I had a meso-american civilization class like 4 years ago and the teacher told us one day in class that there are two superstitious times/places that some people believe you can talk to the devil...
a.) at a crossroads and
b.) at 11:11
So once again, I think I should get some kind of props for even remembering that, let alone finding a place in everyday conversation to use it. But alas, judgement had already been passed and I was labeled as "the group Wiccan" for the night.
Morals of the Post:
- Sure am glad I paid tuition for that.