bad luck contagious?

Everyone says that bad things come in threes. Have you heard of three people who had a streak of two bad incidents each happening to them? It seems like bad luck is contagious among people I know. It all started a couple of months ago when my friend T came back from California for a friend’s 21^st birthday. The next day I invited her to lunch but she ended up telling me some bad news. She was stuck in Barstow with her boyfriend with a flat tire and needs to replace all 4 tires, which costs about $300! I asked if she needed me to wire her some money because it’s Barstow. There’s nothing there and it’s kind of scary. I send her some money and they are able to buy spankin’ new tires for J’s spankin’ new Scion Box car. You would think that everything is better, but it gets worse. A couple of days later, they were driving in J’s hometown when some dumbass runs a red light and hits J’s car. New tires and all were totaled. You would think that the Scion Box was too square to roll, but it rolled. It rolled real good. It’s a good thing no one was seriously hurt, but the car! The tires! All that time and effort to scrap the $300 to buy 4 new tires went down the drain. Well, there’s more bad luck.

The next streak of bad luck happened to me. If you read in the previous posts you already know my bad luck. It all happened when I over withdrew from the wrong bank account accumulating massive charges that would be more useful on say food or gas. Then the next bad luck was my speeding/running a red light/no seatbelt ticket. Oh the horror of hearing those charges! In my defense, I was wearing a seatbelt. I was so nervous and didn’t know what to do so I took it off and looked for my paperwork. Judgment day is on October 23^rd, so pray that I have a reduced charge.

The third streak of double bad luck happened to my parents. In my house, we have two garage doors where my mom and my sister share a two car garage and I have my own one car garage. A week ago my dad noticed that the two car garage was sounding louder then usual. It would make a big bang at the end when it opened. It ended up breaking and they had to buy a new garage door opener. Good thing for me was they bought me one for my garage door also. But the bad luck doesn’t stop there. Yesterday, on their way home, I get a phone call that they’re going to be late because they got into a car accident. A few cars were giving this truck a chance to make a left turn when my dad wasn’t able to see him. So the truck swerved and hit a pole and my dad hits the back tire. The cops say it’s my dad’s fault and gives him two tickets. The court house will have a wonderful time having father and daughter in the court house next month.

Do you think it’s a coincidence that all three of us had a double streak of bad luck? Do you think it will end with my parents? Hopefully it ends there, but isn't it interesting how they all kind of revolved around cars? I need some good luck to come my way.