WTF... part 1
I was smoking outside the canteen this afternoon, finishing up the cigarette before going for lunch. Then this burly Indian dude walked by me. He smiled at me and said that the whole bald pate thing looks "fierce". Being the courteous fucker that I am, I smiled and thanked him.
So he asked me why I did it and what I was doing. Which I replied. He mentioned that he just finished an appointment with a client and he was a fortune teller. And he wasn't local but from Sri Lanka.
This guy was dressed in a dark grey long-sleeve shirt which has seen its best years many years ago. His long hair was unkempt which looked like he didn't really believe in the wonders of shampoo or conditioner for many days. Weeks, even. But that's me being mean. His eyeballs was gaunt and lifeless.
Please bear in mind that the conversation is taking place at a carpark near the canteen under the hot sun.
And that was followed by a barrage of questions on if I'm working or doing my own business. He gave me some advice about running my own business that 2009 would be my year and I should never have partners (Hurhurhur...). He also divulged if I were to plonk some money in Toto or 4D, I will win. But I will only win once this year so I can't squander that chance. Of course, he asked if I wanted to know more.
I was like, "Dude, it's okay."
He went, "You know, you can never miss out on luck..."
So I entertained him a bit more as he whipped out this navy blue pouch which was tattered at the sides. Really old looking thing. He took out some small pieces of paper and a pen, asking me "What's my favourite 4 numbers?"
Oooooh, he's giving me 4D numbers!!!
Which I replied. He furiously scribbled into it and crumbled it. He asked me to hold it in my left hands. He started asking another set of questions which got progressively less entertaining. Then, I just broke it to him, "Dude, I gotta go for my lunch." and dropped the paper in his hand.
He took it and turned to walk away. Muthafucka didn't even look me in the eye or thank me or whatever...
Dodgy fortune teller trying to con (solicit business) a guy with only $5 in his wallet for lunch:
FAIL!!!For me, I could have read his fortune as well. Here's my analysis.
Next year will be his year too. The government has just announced the country is in a recession. His industry will pick up as most people will become paranoid and turn to superstitious/ religious ways to find a guiding path out of the whole quagmire.
However, his business will not do as well as his peers just because he looks fucken dodgy and unkempt. Get a fucken haircut and new clothes, dude! You look like a guy who just woke up from the dumpster...