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Paranoia in Epic Proportions
Posted on Sunday, April 05, 2009 at 09:56 pm
Sometimes, it really scares me how paranoid my mom is. She handed me some mail today, one of them being a couple of promotional coupons sent by a hair salon I used to go to, and I made an offhand comment about how it’s probably for my birthday (the birthday on my ID is not my real birthday, hence it’s now and not in January). But anyway… my mother kinda freaked and it went something like this:
Mom: You shouldn’t be giving them your ID number! Do you know what they can do with your ID number??
Me: I didn’t give them my ID number… I just gave them the birthday, so they can look up my member info when I go.
Mom: You shouldn’t be giving them your birthday either!
Me: It’s not like I gave them my birth time. Besides, it’s not even my real birthday, Ma.
Mom: Still, you don’t know what they can do with that….
How did my mom ever get this paranoid? In her defense, she wasn’t always like this. I mean, she had minor doses of paranoia… nothing really all that out of the ordinary, but if I have to track it back to a time when it got really bad (and then steadily worse), it was probably right after my dad passed away. Still, this birthday thing is getting ridiculous. What the hell is anyone going to be able to do just by knowing my birthday, and a fake one at that? Seriously, she must realize it too inside somewhere… except she’s too blinded by her paranoia. Sigh.
As a side note, that birth time thing I mentioned to placate my mom- that’s in reference to the common Asian belief (especially with the older generations) that you absolutely should not reveal the time of your birth to just anyone. Something about black magic, voodoo, and how it could affect your spirit- the latter being more related to if you give your birth time to a “dishonest” fortune-teller or those who are in contact with a “little ghost” in order to foresee the future. Something like that… yeah.
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