I spied three fortune cookies on top of the microwave at work today. I tore off the plastic wrapper of one, cracked it open and read, “Don’t give in to cynicism.” Seriously? That is my fortune? But what if I like cynicism?
Just then, I dropped half the cookie on the floor.
Not wanting to be defeated, I opened another fortune cookie. This one read, “Good health will be yours for a long time.” Blah, blah, blah. Boring.
So I went in search for a real cookie, but they were already gone.