I was commenting on allaroundgirl's post about the first 12 days of January when a connection with superstition has been made that i didnt see at the beginning.
So i am asking you: are you supertitious?
Are you giving even the slightest importance and meaning to it?
I found out that my dad was incredibly superstitious and a firm believer in astrology only late in his and my life. I never noticed anything, he never say anything. He didnt panick if someome would spill salt on the table, he wouldn't cross the street at the sight of a black cat.
But one day my mom, casually talking, revealed that he had been visiting once a wek, for as long as she knew him, a tarot card reader. He woudl go each Monday morning, as to start the week, and he would then take some decisions instead of other based on what that ball reader was telling him. I was very surprised of hearing that.
I have had during years several friends who think a broken mirror is bad luck, or never open an umbrella in the house or think that reading horoscopes is more than a silly passing time. I read mine too...its fun...
But but my very first heavy encounter with astrology and the consequences of superstition
happened in occasion of my interview for my last job here in Usa. The company i wanted to work for is one of the coolest: an all organic products company specialized in home interiors. Beautiful, luxurious bedding, tablecloths, bathroom sets, rugs, curtains, even candle and chocolate ..all made exclusively with organic material (cotton, silk, wax and cocoa) imported from Italy and India. A dream.
I fell in love with the concept, the products and at the beginning even with her. My boss.
She is one of the VIP of the city's high society. She lives in one of the most exclusive neighborhood. She has that allure that comes from a family of old money where everything is carefully understated and tone down. We are not talking about the oil or plastic surgery flashy trashy money here.
She is a tall, lean, gorgeous woman close of 50 years but with a such enormous arrays of plastic surgery, expensive creams and botox, sauna and yoga massages, Thai chiropratic sessions and healthy organic diet to look 20 years younger. And, not to forget the $220 Seven jeans that perfeclty enhance her legs and butt...
So there we were at my first interview with her (where she arrived 2 hours and 15 minutes later...but its ok, i thought, she is a busy business woman) and between questions and talking she handed me a paper with 10 questions. She told me to take my time and fill them up and give them back to her.
I read them and i thought; what the heck? The questions varied from where are you picturing yourslef in 3, 5. 10 years? Whats the purpose of your life. Where do you feel happier. Who is the most important person in your life. How do you value enviroment and volunteering ......and on an on....
I completed as accurately as possible but i wasn't prepared for a shrink couch and then arrived to the last one. "Please, specify your place and time of birth".
Time of birth?
I was perplexed but then i thought "Lady, as long as you give me this freaking job i can even tell you who cut my ombelical cord".
Evidently my answers that day satisfied my blonde-botoxed boss and i got the job. I will tell you in another post my enlightments and insanity correlated to it.
For now i will tell you how i found out the need of knowing my hour of birth.
This organic, democratic, enviromentalist, women rights supporter was an astrology junk addicted. To the extreme.
She would make me call each day her personal astrologer (paid a whooping $110 at divination) to set an appointment with her. If she couldn't meet her due to meetings or trips, the astrologer would email me the reading of the day. I would then immediately transfer it to my boss. I had to print out the astrological reading for the week where she would suggest my boss even the good HOURS of the day for doing stuff or taking decisions....
She made me cancelled the departing day of one flight to India because it wasn't the right time to go, according to Miss Zodiac.
I met her the second day of my job when i still didnt know the complete picture. She looked very nice, a very thin and kind woman with piercing blue eyes. She told me my hand shake was very energic.
Now i met a modern Rasputin. And my boss was indeed the Zarina of Russia.
So basically i had to thank Miss Zoadiac for my job, as well as any other employees of the compamy. When my boss was looking for another accounting manager Miss Zodiac has been particularly busy. She even went to some of the meetings with the candidates, probably to "feel" the vibes.
My vibes must be very negative at the end since i got fired for really futile motives....:-0. She had been reading my horoscope each single day....
I wondering if my boss was desperately looking for some kind of working soulmates.....well, it wasn't me...evidently my astrological sign clashed with hers...and guess what..she was a Leo, just like my father...uhmmmm, should i have started believing in astrology?
She was this confident, successfull entrepreneur, international traveler, with influencing friends in the rigth places, two Blackberry to keep track of her personal and bussiness appointments but totally under the power of a tarot cards reader and paralized by supersitions.
I couldn't believe it.....
And so be careful........you too might be fired ....."when the Moon is in the Seventh house and Jupiter lies with Mars. This is the age of Aquarius"
