I made some tasty chili tonight, but only after nearly burning up one of our two(2) good iron skillets. Once again, I failed to read the little burner diagram on the stove properly, even though it's one of the simplest pictographs out there. The empty iron skillet got a case of the ol' "Hot foot" while my buttered onion fragments remained cold and silent. My mom has the same problem; though an excellent cook, she also turns the wrong burner on a good chunk of the time. Is it because I always struggled with geometry while excelling at algebra? Or is it just garden variety idiocy? Who knows!
I also find myself practicing an odd little bit of temporal bias based on something that happened to me in middle school. I remember asking someone what time it was. He said "It's almost three, but the last five minutes are bad". I have no idea what that meant or why he said it; still, to this day (to this. VERY. DAY! for you Dead Milkmen fans) I won't check my email or listen to voice mails in the last five minutes of an hour. You'd think the smart thing to do would have been to ask him what he meant; well, that didn't happen. That moment has been indelibly burned into my brain; I can barely recall the faces of any of my middle school teachers, but that moment is as clear as a bell if I try to recall it; his clothes, the clouds in the sky, everything. It's stupid, but there you have it.
Do you have any odd failings/quirks/superstitions? Hopefully *fun* ones, not "sometimes I forget to bury the bodies, ahahaha!".