“How are you today?” the sales clerk asked.
I offered the standard, “I’m fine, how are you?”
“I’m hanging in there,” she replied.
“Okay, to be honest, I’m barely hanging in there myself. This has been a really crappy week,” I divulged.
She came around the counter, and took both of my hands in hers. “Do you mind if I do this?”
Given my strong Christian upbringing and background, I thought she was going to pray with me. “I don’t mind,” I replied. “I welcome it.”
She then proceeded with a psychic reading. Initially, my reaction was to pull my hands away, but the accuracy of her first statement was quite compelling, so I let her continue.