Not unlike many people, I put things of this sort in my wallet and they tend to accumulate. Then I put them in this little box that my Grandmother gave me.
15 years later, I have probably 500 “fortunes” that were interesting enough to keep.
Expecting a funny, oddly worded quip about my luck changing or how good a friend I am, you can imagine my surprise when I pulled this one from its little gold shell. Twice in a row. From different restaurants. 12 days apart.
True story, and an even truer message.