Surrounded by "cross addicts"

One day, when I still lived in CityCampus, I walked along the street to the city centre. Suddenly, a car stopped next to me, the front passenger got out and made the sign of a cross. Huh?! Such an awful driver?! Was she glad that she had survived the trip? Curiously, I blinked at the woman still sitting on the driver's seat, just to see that she crossed herself too! So, did that mean that she wasn't very confident of her driving capabilities herself?
Some days later, an elderly woman crossed me when I was strolling along O'Connell Avenue and she too made the sign of a cross. Maybe I had been wrong! Was it all because of me?! Was I carrying the devil with me without even noticing? I looked over my shoulder. No.

Mmh... I think I have found the answer - some Irish people cross themselves whenever they pass a church. Some of the students at MIC do it when they go to classes and pass the chapel. Really weird. And so... I don't know. I mean - do you know how many churches there are in Limerick?! One at every corner. Now try to think of the consequences! This means that "good" Irish Catholics can never go on extensive shopping tours since one hand always needs to be free to get home safely!

NEW QUOTE, NEW QUIZ!