You know when you get Chinese takeout or sushi, and it comes with a couple fortune cookies? I love those things, but one is more than plenty for me. I like that they’re crunchy and not overly sweet, and like most folks, I like to read the little snippets inside. With friends and family, sometimes I’ll play the game of prefacing the fortune with, ‘In the garbage can,’ or ‘In bed.’ (I’m easily entertained.)
Most of the fortunes in those cookies are pretty generic and boring: You will receive a visit from a long lost friend. You will find something you have been looking for. Prepare for an important journey. I picture the author — some solitary soul surrounded by small slips of paper with scribbles of wisdom, staring out a window as he distills his thoughts to a line or two.
Every once in a while, though, you get a wise guy: Help! I’m being held captive in a Chinese bakery!
Or a philosopher: Be content with your lot; one cannot be first in everything.
Or a cheerleader: Your talents will be recognized by those who matter.
You can tell that some would rather be elsewhere: You will accomplish more later if you have a little fun this weekend.
And the Pollyanna: Share your happiness with others today.
The irreverent: That wasn’t chicken.
And the Psychic Network wannabe: Your question will be answered soon.
Sometimes, the fortunes seem keenly appropriate. Sometimes, they’re hilariously inaccurate or badly timed. For the most part, though, they’re harmless fun with a little inspiration mixed in.
I like to be inspired.
A few nights ago, I spied a small slip of paper under an envelope on my desk. You will become an accomplished writer. Cool!
Tonight, after sushi, my cookie assured me, Your leadership qualities will shine soon.
Well, you know what I say: