Yesterday I hit the drive thru for lunch, and after the Expedient Nourishment Technician gave me the total, I pulled around the Window One with 7 1’s in my hand and just looked at him. I wanted him to repeat the total:

ENT: That’s $6.66.

Me: Ooooooo

ENT: Yes… 3 6’s.

Me: IT’S THE LUNCH OF THE DEVIL!!!

ENT: Oh, yes. Ha. Here is your change, 34 cents.

Me: My lunch is CURSED!!

ENT: OK, Ha. Yes.

Me: My lunch is EVIL!! Oh woe is me! I’m DOOMED!!

ENT: Ok, your lunch is at the 2nd window, please drive thru.

Me: Sandwich of Saaaaaatan!

It’s ok, tho. I stopped off and got a Dr Pepper, which totally counteracts any evil from the lunch. I’m good.