Wednesday, October 27, 2004
We found ourselves with a little extra wait time before dinner this past Sunday in Baltimore. (Word to the wise: just avoid the city on Ravens home game days. Period.) As we poked through the shops at the Pratt Street Pavillion, I noticed a fortune teller's booth offering tarot and palm readings. It had been about eight years since I last had my fortune told, and being oddly drawn to that sort of thing I figured hey, why not? I stepped in, handed the fortune teller the $10 fee and placed my hands palm-up for her to read.
I'm not entirely sure that she even glanced at them before starting.
"What's your name? Hi, Amanda. Who do you live with? Your husband? You're having trouble communicating, aren't you? He's not listening to you. You need to stop pulling so hard with that... The white uniform looks good on you. What do you do for a living? Research? What kind of research? Health care WHAT, exactly? Oh. You're very smart. 2005 is going to be a good year for you. You're going to do some freelance work and you'll start your own business."
She paused, looked me over, leaned forward and said, "You are very fertile. If you don't want any more children, you need to be very careful. Do you understand?"
And that was the end. I have never exited a place so quickly in my entire life.
Throughout most of the reading, I gave her a look that probably clearly communicated my duh, nope, and WHAT white uniform? reactions. That final bit of the reading, though---that was a gem! Imagine the application: Oh gee, honey, I'd love to, but the fortune teller said I'm VERY FERTILE and we should be VERY CAREFUL. Maybe it's not a good idea... Dunno if it was worth $10, but over time it would be cheaper than traditional forms of birth control.
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