BF and I went out for lunch with his dad today. We ate at a Chinese restaurant. My fortune (umm, lack-there-of) said this:
Failure is feedback. And feedback is the breakfast of champions.
I always get the anti-fortune. Case in point.
I always get the crappy fortune cookie when we go out for Chinese. It’s inevitable. I’m unsure how it always seems to be this way. BF will get something like “You will have amazing things happen to you” and I will get “You won’t die today.” OK, so I’m being slightly dramatic. But seriously, when we first started getting Chinese together, I would get these really crappy fortunes in my fortune cookie while he got a really powerful and uplifting message. I was bummed.
To clarify hear, BF and I started dating in October 2008. I didn’t realize this prior to, but he is an addict to Chinese cuisine. Me? Not so much. I enjoy the occasional piece of sesame chicken (or vegan sesame chicken) but tend not to stray. So we eat a LOT of Chinese… and, without fail, every single time, I get a crappy fortune. I even hesitate when going to grab a cookie… is this going to tell me, yet again, how something good is not going to happen to me.
So Tuesday I picked up some Chinese takeout (Garlic green beans and Lo Mein! YUM!). It was delicious… and I really wanted to see what that cookie had in store for me… I finally decided to make the trip back to the kitchen to get it. And…
Sigh of relief! I need a new voyage. And, in fact, I’m still waiting to hear if I will be taking a new voyage to a new city. Tomorrow is the day that I am supposed to hear about the job! Please cross your fingers for me!