Daniel.
BK to NJ, but always a New York Knicka
Long read ahead...
In early June I'm walking around on my lunch break and this Sikh guy is eyeballing me before stopping to say that I "have a lucky face".
shyt was weird but funny to me so I stopped, thinking he was gonna try to sell some shyt and since it was a different approach I'd let him do his thing.
He says to me that God brought us to meet on this street and that he was a psychic. Without me saying a word to him he lists off the following things to me:
- You're quick to anger (given the face I had when he stopped me, I don't think that's a reach)
- You feel under appreciated at work (ok, I do/have, but that could be any body)
- You had a difficult 2017 and 2018 (ok, little strange, I did - I was hospitalized for the first time in my life in 2017, tore my calf playing basketball in 2018)
- Your heart is "very big" and you need to keep more to yourself (language barrier here, but effectively, keep secrets to yourself, stop being so open to telling people things - true, I'm open, particularly in work and that's usually been problematic for various reasons, but again, nothing wild)
- You overthink things and it gets in the way of your success (a good guess, but weirded me out more as I was interviewing for a promotional opportunity the following day and was in the middle of overthinking/studying for the interview, so odd timing but I let it rock)
- Money comes and goes with you, but I see a lot of money coming your way - July will be a very lucky month for you, you'll get a lot of money in July (again, ok, sure)
Items 2, 3, 4 and 5 were all close enough to keep my attention a little bit longer, so he does some magic, David Blaine shyt.
He gives me a piece of paper and asked me to crumble it up in my hand and hold it. He takes out another piece of paper and asks me a few questions
- Favorite color
- Age
- a number between 5-10
- Favorite flower
I don't have a favorite flower so I try to think of my mother's but since I can't remember, I think of my grandmother's. Random flower. Peony. Not a typical flower.
He writes them all down, shows them to me, then asks me to take the paper I was holding and put it against my forehead. Then hold it out and open it up. The paper had all the answers I gave him, with different handwriting then what was on the paper I watched home write out. No space or opportunity to switch the paper out or touch my hand.
Now he got me. I'm not too proud or grown to say I'm a sucker for magic shyt, it fukks me up every time I see shyt like this. What the fukk? But fine, he did some magic shyt, not thinking about it more than this being a fukked up ass lunch break and something to look back at and laugh about.
He takes out a picture from his wallet and shows me a picture of his "children" and asks for a donation. My dude put on a personal magic show for me, he entertained me, I had a $20 on my so I gave it to him and joked that I guess this is how money comes and goes with me. He said the money I gave him now I'll get back tenfold. He took the money I gave him, grabbed my hand, looked like he was praying or something and walked away. Might as well have vanished in a cloud of smoke.
I'm waiting for cameras to show up, somebody to tell me I'm on a show somewhere. Nothing. And if yall are reading this far, you're probably wondering why the fukk I entertained any of this shyt, or gave this nikka money. I talked to some of my co-workers about it after and one is extra spiritual and was all about it. How that's a message from God, you needed to hear this because you've been looking for new job opportunities, etc. But I'm not thinking shyt about it. I even looked it up online and saw people describing similar incidents, using the same language, using the same questions, describing my guy to a fukking tee. They all referred to it as a scam and all I can say is I got good entertainment for $20 so it's whatever. But I didn't really take the shyt that seriously.
Until now.
Last week I followed up with a recruiter that's been reaching out to me since late June for an opportunity. That was July 1st. They forwarded my resume along to the employer and they reached out to me on 7/3. I interviewed on 7/5 - these fukkin people offered me the job today.
It's a SIGNIFICANT salary increase, Director level title and I am fukkED UP right now.
Coincidence? Self-fulling prophecy? I have no idea what the fukk to call this. I've been looking for a new job since February and haven't even gotten the slightest bites. In a week, that shyt all changed.
If you read this far, I appreciate you taking a ride on this journey. You could've been in any Coli thread right now, but you're here with me. And I appreciate that.
Clown, neg, do your thing Coli. But I'm fukked up right now.
In early June I'm walking around on my lunch break and this Sikh guy is eyeballing me before stopping to say that I "have a lucky face".
shyt was weird but funny to me so I stopped, thinking he was gonna try to sell some shyt and since it was a different approach I'd let him do his thing.
He says to me that God brought us to meet on this street and that he was a psychic. Without me saying a word to him he lists off the following things to me:
- You're quick to anger (given the face I had when he stopped me, I don't think that's a reach)
- You feel under appreciated at work (ok, I do/have, but that could be any body)
- You had a difficult 2017 and 2018 (ok, little strange, I did - I was hospitalized for the first time in my life in 2017, tore my calf playing basketball in 2018)
- Your heart is "very big" and you need to keep more to yourself (language barrier here, but effectively, keep secrets to yourself, stop being so open to telling people things - true, I'm open, particularly in work and that's usually been problematic for various reasons, but again, nothing wild)
- You overthink things and it gets in the way of your success (a good guess, but weirded me out more as I was interviewing for a promotional opportunity the following day and was in the middle of overthinking/studying for the interview, so odd timing but I let it rock)
- Money comes and goes with you, but I see a lot of money coming your way - July will be a very lucky month for you, you'll get a lot of money in July (again, ok, sure)
Items 2, 3, 4 and 5 were all close enough to keep my attention a little bit longer, so he does some magic, David Blaine shyt.
He gives me a piece of paper and asked me to crumble it up in my hand and hold it. He takes out another piece of paper and asks me a few questions
- Favorite color
- Age
- a number between 5-10
- Favorite flower
I don't have a favorite flower so I try to think of my mother's but since I can't remember, I think of my grandmother's. Random flower. Peony. Not a typical flower.
He writes them all down, shows them to me, then asks me to take the paper I was holding and put it against my forehead. Then hold it out and open it up. The paper had all the answers I gave him, with different handwriting then what was on the paper I watched home write out. No space or opportunity to switch the paper out or touch my hand.
Now he got me. I'm not too proud or grown to say I'm a sucker for magic shyt, it fukks me up every time I see shyt like this. What the fukk? But fine, he did some magic shyt, not thinking about it more than this being a fukked up ass lunch break and something to look back at and laugh about.
He takes out a picture from his wallet and shows me a picture of his "children" and asks for a donation. My dude put on a personal magic show for me, he entertained me, I had a $20 on my so I gave it to him and joked that I guess this is how money comes and goes with me. He said the money I gave him now I'll get back tenfold. He took the money I gave him, grabbed my hand, looked like he was praying or something and walked away. Might as well have vanished in a cloud of smoke.
I'm waiting for cameras to show up, somebody to tell me I'm on a show somewhere. Nothing. And if yall are reading this far, you're probably wondering why the fukk I entertained any of this shyt, or gave this nikka money. I talked to some of my co-workers about it after and one is extra spiritual and was all about it. How that's a message from God, you needed to hear this because you've been looking for new job opportunities, etc. But I'm not thinking shyt about it. I even looked it up online and saw people describing similar incidents, using the same language, using the same questions, describing my guy to a fukking tee. They all referred to it as a scam and all I can say is I got good entertainment for $20 so it's whatever. But I didn't really take the shyt that seriously.
Until now.
Last week I followed up with a recruiter that's been reaching out to me since late June for an opportunity. That was July 1st. They forwarded my resume along to the employer and they reached out to me on 7/3. I interviewed on 7/5 - these fukkin people offered me the job today.
It's a SIGNIFICANT salary increase, Director level title and I am fukkED UP right now.
Coincidence? Self-fulling prophecy? I have no idea what the fukk to call this. I've been looking for a new job since February and haven't even gotten the slightest bites. In a week, that shyt all changed.
If you read this far, I appreciate you taking a ride on this journey. You could've been in any Coli thread right now, but you're here with me. And I appreciate that.
Clown, neg, do your thing Coli. But I'm fukked up right now.
coli is the wrong place to have this discussion but I've had a similar experience. Bless up with this one op