Then there is the issue of an itchy left palm. Thus, you could be suffering for a prolonged (a very prolonged) period of time. In other words, it could be a day, several weeks, even months before money finds its way into your hands. However, there is another disclaimer that needs to be noted: nowhere can I find any assurance that the financial reward promised by enduring the irritation will materialize in a timely manner. Still, if living with an itchy palm can mean financial reward, many of us will probably be inclined to endure the irritation. Anyone who has experienced an itchy palm knows the incredible discomfort it causes and the thought of doing nothing to alleviate the discomfort seems preposterous. Thus, in order to have money actually come your way, you have to bear the irritation. The catch is that if you scratch your right palm you void the good fortune. If you knew me during my first 45 years of life you are probably saying to yourself something like, “Oh, that explains a lot.”Īfter my lottery failure I decided to do some checking on the itchy palms superstition and sure enough I found the fine print – lots of fine print!Īn itchy right palm does indeed mean that money will be coming your way. I spent close to 40 years knocking on wood before I discovered that – in order to be effective – one must knock upward on the underside of the wood. Failure to knock on wood will result in your good fortune vanishing and/or turning opposite.
A case in point is the superstition that, if you say something positive like, “Business in my store has been going well,” you need to knock on wood to ensure that your good fortune will continue. So what went wrong? Well, as I should have realized, with every superstition there is accompanying fine print. Still, I remained undaunted, confident that I would awaken on Sunday morning as this country’s newest millionaire. Indeed, nary a single number was the same between the two sets. Needless to say, they were not identical. If Barb and I both had itchy palms and were therefore both entitled to win the Power Ball, then the “quick pick” numbers that the lottery machine kicked out, should have been identical. Some of you, dear readers, are probably ahead of me, at this point, but allow me to point out a problem with my rationale anyway. And, after learning that Barb was also experiencing itchy palms, I decided to add an additional $2 to my investment so she would have a set of Power Ball numbers, too. So I naturally felt that I needed to buy a Power Ball ticket. Not only did my palms itch, Barb experienced the same phenomenon, as well! Therefore, one of us should have been making the trip to Milwaukee on Monday to claim our millions.įor those of you who are not as informed on superstitions as you should be, my understanding (until my failure to be named the grand prizewinner on Saturday night) was that someone with itchy palms could expect money to come their way. The answer is simple: my palms itched from Friday evening (the 10th) until Saturday night (the 11th) when I went to bed. So why, you rightly ask, am I so certain that we should have won? Thus, you will also be quick to question my certainty that Barb and I should have been the grand prizewinners of said lottery. I realize that all of you will be quick to point out that the odds of winning Power Ball are roughly equivalent to being hit in the head by a piece of falling space junk. But the fact remains that Barb and I were supposed to win. I suppose a lot of you who are reading this now, also played and lost. Barb and I did not win the $325 million Power Ball grand prize February 11 someone (still unknown at the time I am writing this column) in Rhode Island was the lucky winner.
0 kommentar(er)
