Today is friday the 13th.
I am sitting at my cubicle working intermittently on whatever sales order or call comes across my desk.
As the time slowly creeps by I keep wondering when Jason Vorhees is going to come and attack. There have been mathematically 1.8 friday the 13ths per year so I have survived 57.6 of them in my life.
I figure that he must have some bigger fish to fry or maybe he isn't real like a truthful senator or Kwanza.