A strange thing happened at work recently. My boss was out so I was alone at the front desk surfing the net on the computer. Just then, an Indian man came in and asked if my boss was around. I thought it was one of his friends or customers. I told him the boss was not around.
The man started chatting with me. He remarked that I looked cheerful & happy on the outside but, in fact, I had a lot of worries. I smiled and nodded. He was right; I did have a lot of things on my mind (quite a lot in fact, but I was really thinking of my damaged television at that time). He then asked for a piece of paper and scribbled some things down. I thought he was going to leave a message for my boss. He then folded it and gave it to me, telling me to 'hold it in my palm'.
He then asked me to name a flower and told me to select a number from three choices (4,5,6). It was then I realized he was not specifically looking for my boss. He was some sort of 'fortune teller'. I just thought I would be polite and play along. I named "rose" and any-how chose one of the numbers, then he told me to open the paper I held in my hand. To my surprise, my flower and number choices were both written inside.
He then took my palm to read my fortune and gave me some advice. He even scribbled some numbers and told me to buy 4D two months from now. Before he left, he showed me a talisman/card that indicated the temple he was from (he's a Buddhist) and asked for a 'tribute'. I knew this was coming but since he kinda made my day, I didn't really mind. It was then he showed me a paper with the values $30, $60, $90, saying it's tribute for good luck. I couldn't bear to fork out that much, though. I just passed him $10 and thanked him. He just told me that I will have a chance to pay him the remainder in future.
Okay, that was totally weird. But I guess I will take his advise on matters seeing that he seemed somewhat sincere. I must remember to buy lucky numbers two months from now even though I have never bought 4D before (this entry will serve as a reminder to myself).
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