Bloody Mary...Bloody Mary...Leo Burnett.

As I spent the last hour thinking about everything but my homework, the old-age topic of superstitions came to mind.  There were several that immediately popped into my mind: "Don't step on the cracks", "Don't walk under ladders", "Black cats are ominous", and of course, "Never call Bloody Mary three times in a bathroom."  The latter especially sparked my interest (probably because I made my way to the basement bathroom in Bridwell Library and managed to spook myself by the creepy-factor).  If people whole-heartedly believed that calling "Bloody Mary" three times in a dark bathroom would cause the very Mary to appear in a mirror, then had anyone bothered to experiment?  Certainly you think I'm crazy at this point.  Well, given the amount of sleep I've gotten in recent days and the amount of activities I've had block up my schedule, insanity is surely a possibility.  Allow me to explain (though, you don't have much of a choice in this department) - if calling this figure's name caused her to appear (which, if you're a brave soul or over the age of 8, you'll realize is not quite so accurate), had anyone tried to call out the name of someone else?  Now, I clearly am of an age where doing such a thing would be silly, but seeing as how it was nearing 11pm in a library basement bathroom where I was alone, I decided to have a little fun.  In the mood of advertising based on a textbook I had been reading, I called upon the legendary Leo Noble Burnett.  Three times, no less.  Given, the lights were not off, but the other necessary elements were all provided and I figured, should good old Leo decide to grace me with his presence, he wouldn't mind that I had no control over library lights.  I like to think he'd appreciate the effort.  And so, I waited, almost (though, not quite) on my toes...but Leo remained in the past.  As I chuckled to myself (and realized I should get some much-needed shut-eye), I decided superstitions really were a thing for children.  Though, on the off-set that I would have Leo Burnett by my side to teach me the ropes of advertising, it was certainly worth a puerile chance.