Anyone who knows me can attest to this... I have the worst luck on the planet.

Ever since I can remember, I've simply had terrible luck. Most of my friends make fun of my notorious luck on a regular basis. It's rather extreme, to the point where it covers pretty much every aspect of my life. We're talking generally every day bad luck like getting caught by 100 red lights, pulling up to the one pump at the gas station that malfunctions, the car wash breaking down with my car inside of it. To the generally large bad-luck incidents like losing in a $250,000 poker tournament to a guy with a less than 2% chance to win the hand, missing the Powerball by having all of my numbers one digit away from the winning numbers, spraining one ankle, and shattering the other while completing a basic lay-up on the basketball court. my bad luck even crosses over to truly life-changing incidents, where the details are unfortunately too intimate for me to share publicly here, but I believe quite a few people will know what I'm referencing.

In case you haven't gotten the point, my luck is terrible. However, I feel like things have finally changed.

This week, my daughter found a four-leaf clover, effectively ending the Whatley bad luck curse. To be honest, much like my revelation last year that woodpeckers actually exist and are more than a classic cartoon character, I had no idea actual four-leaf clovers exist. I've never seen one, despite countless hunts as a child.

Turns out, they are more common than some people (me) might think. In your entire life, you have roughly a 1 in 10,000 chance of finding a four-leaf clover.

At eight years old, my daughter has done just that, and I thank her for successfully removing my curse. I'll let you know how this week goes....

 

 

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