I've always been a bit superstitious when it came to bad luck
Never walk behind ladders, never step on a crack, don't break mirrors, etc., etc.
A big one for me is Black Cats
If a black cat crosses my path, I simply change my path
I don't care if I'm on a busy street, I'll throw it into reverse and bust a J-turn cause I don't need no bad luck
Case in point, years ago I was on my way back to my shop from downtown Orlando after a meet with the Fuel Sluts and a black cat ran across my path down the street
For whatever reason, I didn't take action in that instance.
Not 20 minutes later, two assholes tried to car jack me and ended up shooting up my Land Cruiser
So yeah, ever since then, I take it a bit more seriously
I actually have several dash cam videos of me stopping dead in the middle of a street and backing up due to some little black furball
Anyhoo, last weekend I got thrown a curve ball after dropping someone off in Brooklyn
Turned down a seedy lookin street on the way home and a little asshole black cat zipped across in front of me
Stopped me dead in my tracks and since it was a one way street, I threw it in reverse and started backing up only to have
another f#cking black cat zip across behind me
I was at a stalemate and didn't know wtf to do
This was late night and I was just too tired to think, so I actually sat there for like 30 minutes debating in my head which cat was blacker than the other
Luckily, there was no traffic at this time, but I eventually decided to back up as the cat behind me had white socks
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