So one day when I was at the airport in Boston going home for break, I wanted to do what most people about to have a flight do -get some reading material. Little did I know what was to occur doing something so quick and effortless. I grab a magazine and go to the cash register to pay. Now, I could tell from a distance that this cashier was just a little out of the ordinary, but as I am always attracting such strange and interesting people, I thought nothing of it really. She scans the barcode, and the price rings up at $3.99. I hand over four dollars, and was like, "Keep the penny." (The importance of pennies is another issue I would like to address, but it would not fit into this story so anyways back to it.) I begin to walk away, but she stops me by starting a conversation. Now we all know that this is something we all -well mostly all want to avoid. So, since I am such a nice Southern gentleman, I turn around and listen. She was like "Have you ever wondered..." And at those very words I was like, "Shit. Why me, why do I get asked questions by strange people!" She continued, "Have you ever wondered about fate?" "Umm no, not really." As I looked at her, her face was narrow with close-to-her-head, black -but graying hair, and eyes that seem to be glazed over with white (kind of like Halle Berry as Storm in the X-Men movies). I thought I was talking to the oracle at Delphi. She then goes on, "This here, this very penny might have an important role in YOUR life." I was starting to get nervous. The woman then continues her scary speech about fate and the penny, "Have you ever had a dream where you are injured and bleeding, and you have nothing to stop the blood from flowing out -BUT you have this penny which you use to stop it?" "Nooo, I caaan't say that I have," I said with a questioning look upon my face. She obviously didn't think that was a good response, so she then asked, "Have you ever had a dream where you are on an airplane, and during the flight there is a hole in the window which would lead to the crash and death of hundreds of people; however, the hole is the perfect size of the penny, and you FIT it in just like so, and save everyone's lives?" I was lost for words. I mean, way to scare someone as they are just about to fly. I took that damn penny and have been scared to use it ever since!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
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