Oh … My … God … NUMEROLOGY
So today I flew to Charlotte, NC to conduct Stravinsky’s Firebird. (or as I like to call it, the Wazoo da Foo), and I watched a stupid movie on my laptop. It was the “horror” movie “1408.” 1+4+0+8 = 13 … get it? Anyway, I get off the flight, and am looking for my bag, and checking the flight number … US Airways 1408. Wait a second … could it possibly be true? My flight number was 1408 too! Hold on, what are the odds of that? That’s a lot weirder than the movie. And get this … I check into my hotel tonight and am given room 715 … that’s right … 7+1+5 = 13!!!!
Luckily, I do not suffer from triskaidekaphobia, but let’s just say that this wouldn’t have been a good day for Arnold Schoenberg.
(I pulled this from www.anecdotage.com)
Arnold Schoenberg: Triskaidekaphobia
The composer Arnold Schoenberg suffered from triskaidekaphobia (the fear of the number 13). Convinced that he would someday die on the thirteenth of the month, he was always restless when it rolled around. On July 13th, 1951, Schoenberg, fearful that the end was near, sat downstairs, watching the clock with his wife Gertrud holding his hands. As midnight struck, the composer, relieved that he had survived the day, retired to bed while Gertrud fixed him a bedtime drink. When she entered the bedroom, she was horrified to find his lifeless body on the bed. Only then did she glance at another clock - and realize that the clock downstairs was running fast. Schoenberg had died on July 13th.
[This story was later disputed by Schoenberg's daughter.]
Schoneberg died at age 76. 7 + 6 = you know what.