Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Fortune Telling Taxi Driver

At some point during the conversation with a taxi driver today, he casually mentioned that he was a fortune teller. Before I knew it, he pulled his cab off to the side of the road and carefully studied the palm of my hand. I felt relieved when all of his predictions about my future turned out to be favorable. His final words of advice were that I should massage the palm of my hand every day. If it brings me all the money, romance, and good health that he foresees, I'll rub it until it falls off.