One day a couple of years ago, my SO and I were walking around Jackson Square in New Orleans. For those who have never been there, this area is overrun with self-proclaimed psychics. My girl is a bit of a nutter and into her fair share of woo (I'm working on it, folks) and decided to pay for the services of one of these frauds. I told her I wouldn't have anything to do with it but that she was free to piss away her money if she wished. So while she was having her fortune told, I conspicuously hung back and listened to a street musician instead.
The "psychic", clearly butt hurt about my disdain for her abilities, informed my SO that she could sense that we weren't right for each other and that I didn't really love her. Further, that we wouldn't end up together and that my SO would soon find her true love.
Long story short: we got married in May.
Oh, and my wife still hasn't quite made the connection between the utter wrongness of the psychic's predictions and the likelihood that all such people are just full of shit. In her view, she just got a bad one and holds out for the possibility that there might be others who are legitimate. For some reason, though, she has never answered my question, "Why would a real psychic spend his/her time dicking around in Jackson Square for $50 a pop?"
As I said, I'm working on it, folks.
The "psychic", clearly butt hurt about my disdain for her abilities, informed my SO that she could sense that we weren't right for each other and that I didn't really love her. Further, that we wouldn't end up together and that my SO would soon find her true love.
Long story short: we got married in May.
Oh, and my wife still hasn't quite made the connection between the utter wrongness of the psychic's predictions and the likelihood that all such people are just full of shit. In her view, she just got a bad one and holds out for the possibility that there might be others who are legitimate. For some reason, though, she has never answered my question, "Why would a real psychic spend his/her time dicking around in Jackson Square for $50 a pop?"
As I said, I'm working on it, folks.
