“Ah, I can see you are a teacher,” the Tarot reader said the moment she saw my cards. “I won’t even ask you if you are. It is too obvious that you were born to teach.”
Of course, I also have a loud voice and a teacherly manner, so this could have been a very easy guess.
My sister’s Tarot reader told her that she is a good, kind person. Mine, on the other hand, only told me I’m very self-assured.
“And you communicate really well with the public,” she added. “You have an audience. I’m not sure what it means but I’m seeing here that you have an audience that you address on a regular basis. Readers, listeners, I don’t know.”
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With my increasing brawn, I notice people are starting to treat me differently, a bit less with attention to any presumed feminine sensitivity.
I arrived at the polling booth yesterday and the older guy there said, “hmmm… your voting card…looks to be in the same condition as you!”
I said, “Yes, I walked here in the heat. It was a long way.”
He said, (after musing a long time about the difference between humid heat and the dry heat of Saudi Arabia), “Well, this is what you need to do, and if you don’t do it right it will count as a spoiled vote, ok?”
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You’re making me want to go to a Tarot reader! I’d be so curious to see what they’d say about the career I’d project, and not just because I’m kind of at a loss at what to do post-graduation.
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