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Numerologically speaking
All my family members were born on a prime-number date.
My father - 5th June
My mother - 23rd March
My wife - 11th May
My elder son - 5th December
Except for my younger son. He had the choice of the 17th and the 19th and he had to choose 18th December.
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Of the 4 engineers, who first joined AK Aetotek - the company I work for, three were born on a 17th (different months, of course). That was 10 years ago. The three who were born on a 17th are still with the company. The 4th one moved on.
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When I joined my previous company - a Public Sector - we were made to go through an elaborate round of form filling. We were made to hop from department to department. This was in the year 1986. Why they cannot get this done in a centralized location is beyond me. Hopefully with computerization the situation must have improved. Anyways, in one such department, the office in charge would admit only two at a time. He would then fill the forms himself, asking us relevant questions along the way. He asked my colleague, what his date of birth was? "17-Feb-1965." He noted this down. The officer then turned towards me and asked my date of birth. "17-Feb-1965." The officer's pen stopped mid-air. He looked at us searching for signs of cheekiness, I guess. When he was convinced that we were telling him the truth, he continued, shaking his head incredulously.
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Is there a numerologist amongst my readers?
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My father - 5th June
My mother - 23rd March
My wife - 11th May
My elder son - 5th December
Except for my younger son. He had the choice of the 17th and the 19th and he had to choose 18th December.
***
Of the 4 engineers, who first joined AK Aetotek - the company I work for, three were born on a 17th (different months, of course). That was 10 years ago. The three who were born on a 17th are still with the company. The 4th one moved on.
***
When I joined my previous company - a Public Sector - we were made to go through an elaborate round of form filling. We were made to hop from department to department. This was in the year 1986. Why they cannot get this done in a centralized location is beyond me. Hopefully with computerization the situation must have improved. Anyways, in one such department, the office in charge would admit only two at a time. He would then fill the forms himself, asking us relevant questions along the way. He asked my colleague, what his date of birth was? "17-Feb-1965." He noted this down. The officer then turned towards me and asked my date of birth. "17-Feb-1965." The officer's pen stopped mid-air. He looked at us searching for signs of cheekiness, I guess. When he was convinced that we were telling him the truth, he continued, shaking his head incredulously.
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Is there a numerologist amongst my readers?
http://churn-news.blogspot.com
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