Oh no! It was Friday the thirteenth. What was I going to do?! “I can’t leave the house,” Jim said. All of those black cats, and broken mirrors, and upside down pennies. I feel like I need to go back to bed and cover myself in Styrofoam. You see Jim Corbin is one very superstitious person. It all happened 5 years ago on one of the first Friday the thirteenth Jim had experienced. He was looking for his lost black cat Nibbles. Nibbles had been sneaking around, and all of a sudden the cat ran right past Jim as if it were an airplane in the sky. Nibble ran straight under a yellow ladder and was nailed with an upside down horseshoe as she collided with a handyman carrying a mirror. Now, at the time Jim was concerned if Nibbles had finally after all of her previous owners had died. But, once Jim realized that Nibbles was OK he thought back at all the bad luck the cat had struck. It was unbelievable and, if all that wasn’t enough it was Friday the 13th! So Jim had stopped worrying about Nibbles and what was happening in his surroundings.
Jim went back inside because he had to go to work, but he went to get ready and was very cautious everywhere he went. He got into his car and left for work a half-an-hour later. On Jefferson Street crossing over to Grand, and he got pulled over by a cop because supposedly his blinker had been on for the past 5 blocks. How could Jim be so stupid, he should’ve known he wasn’t going to turn on Campbell. The officer asked to see Jim’s license and a few moments later the officer told Jim to get into the car and he was going to take Jim down town. For some odd reason Jim’s license looked completely different then himself. Then Jim realized that his license was expired, but the officer didn’t believe that because his photograph looked completely different then him.
Well, after 4 hours of questioning Jim left for work with a new license and when he arrived at work at 12:00, his boss. Mr. Jumbles was in a very grumpy mood. Of course this didn’t make a difference. Mr. Jumbles was always in an unhappy mood. What can you expect he worked for a timeshare company. All the employees called him Mr. Grumbles. JBut today was Friday the thirteenth and Mr. Jumbles seemed to be in an incredibly unhappy mood. This was not good. “Jim!,” Mr. Jumbles yelled. “Yes, Mr. Jumbles?” “This is the fifth day this quarter you’ve been late to work!” “I believe you know what that means.” “No, please, Mr. Jumbles.” “I have worked so hard.” “Sorry Jim, I must not show favoritism, you are fired for the next 3 quarters.” “You may come back from un-employment when you can get your life straight!” “But…” “OUT!!!” “Yes, Sir.” This was step 2 of Jim’s horrible day. What was he going to do now?! He would have to find a new job and everything. Will Jim find a new job? Will he have another day of bad luck? What happened to Nibbles?!
TO BE CONTINUED…………………………