I’m starting to think that there’s something to fortune cookies. Tonight after the HGLC mixer, a few of us ended up at the Kong. I ordered the dun-dun noodles and ate them with a pair of chopsticks to show that I hold a functional understanding and demonstrated appreciation for another culture. After the meal my fortune read:
Come back later…I am sleeping. (yes, cookies need their sleep, too.)
Lucky Numbers: 28, 33, 46,5, 15, 2
About a year ago I received two fortune cookies, in a row, both of which were empty. At least this one had the decency to tell me it was skipping out on me. Still I can’t help but feel a little let down.