I believe in the Jinx.
I believe if you mention the last traffic light was green all the rest you come to that day will be red. I believe that when planning a camping trip if you mention the forecast calls for beautiful weather it will rain, snow, whatever. Building on that; I believe that no matter what if you’re planning a Scouting event the weather will be exactly the opposite of what you want/need. I believe that when someone asks about an injury, infection, toothache, that the moment you say “It’s getting better.” it will immediately get worse. Worse than that, it will wait until midnight to get horribly worse.
I believe in the jinx!
Hawk (jinxed all too many times…)