As I scrambled around yesterday morning getting ready for work, I noticed that my previous night’s fortune cookie was still unopened, so I opened it and read the following:
You will receive good news very soon.
“Well, that’s nice,” I thought. “I haven’t heard any of that in a while.”
Getting in my car a couple of minutes later, the tire light came on as I was leaving the driveway. My car barely made it to the auto / tire shop.
Leaving my car to be repaired, I managed to find someone to pick me up for work, but I was 40 minutes late for a mandatory meeting. The boss was not pleased.
I was called on to speak in the meeting about 2 hours later. I had not been listening – at all – and had to admit as much in front of everyone. The boss was slightly north of “not pleased”.
I argued with a bunch of people at work for the next few hours. That was not as much fun as it might sound like.
Late in the afternoon, I got a text from my sister saying my mom was in the hospital, having fainted from dizzy spells, and that she (my sister) was going out to see her this weekend.
That “good news” can come any time now.
642 Tiny Things to Write About (c) 2014 by Chronicle Books
“Write yesterday’s fortune cookie. It got everything wrong.”