The past few months we’ve eaten a lot of Chinese food. For whatever reason, we seem to end up joining friends in oriental restaurants and, invariably, getting fortune cookies. Here are the fortunes I’ve received:
Six weeks ago: “Time flies. Suns rise and shadows fall. Let time go by. Love is forever over all.”
Five weeks ago: “Do not dwell on differences with a loved one — try to compromise.”
Last month: “You will be selected for a promotion because of your accomplishments.”
Last week: “You may be hungry soon: order a takeout now.”
Tonight I found two slips in my cookie. They read, “You are always welcome in any gathering. Host a party this month” and “Your investments of time now will lead to success later.”
I don’t think these things mean anything. But they are fun.