fortune cookie wisdom
sitting at my desk, i stuck to my superstision: one must eat the cookie before reading the fortune for it to come true. albeit that most fortunes these days edge more on the likes of advice and false insight into the soul of the reader, i tend to keep to this ritual.
popping the second half of the cookie into my mouth, i read, "FORTUNE SMILES ON YOU."
i laughed through my cookie, and replied as i tossed the slip of paper into the trash bin, "well at least Fortune isn't laughing at me."
i looked up to see my boss, who had been walking by my open office door, stop and look at me with visible curiousity.
woops.
popping the second half of the cookie into my mouth, i read, "FORTUNE SMILES ON YOU."
i laughed through my cookie, and replied as i tossed the slip of paper into the trash bin, "well at least Fortune isn't laughing at me."
i looked up to see my boss, who had been walking by my open office door, stop and look at me with visible curiousity.
woops.