So HDT and I got Chinese for dinner one night last week and I completely forgot to talk about it until now. Not that the food was anything to write home about, that was good as always. Nope, it's the fortunes I need to mention.
So you know, your local Chinese place reaches in a box of cookies and randomly pulls out how many ever they'll be giving you.
We always open and read ours then pass it over so the other one can see what we got. I read mine and thought it was pretty good. He reads his and says he really really likes it and we hand off. And this is what we got:
Sorry, I forgot to turn it but still, you can see what's there. They are exactly the same fortune. We got a good kick out of that.
This has only happened once before, well sort of. Years ago we went out to a restaurant with his family and they brought a pile of cookies out. Everyone got one and there were a few left over so HDT grabs another one. It's the exact same fortune as the one he just got before. And then the kicker is that everything that it said matched him perfectly. Said something along the lines of working with the public and he does it very well and diplomatically and empatheticaly, etc., etc. So we laminated it and he's carried it in his wallet ever since.
Media quote of the day: From the Penguins of Madagascar tv show:
A misfortune cookie. It is like a regular fortune cookie, except it is filled with hate, and bile!... and sugar... and evil!