[ WP ] `` I curse you , '' spat the Gypsy linguist . `` From now on , you shall be plagued by unfortunately misplaced commas . ''

`` I curse you,'' spat the Romani linguist. `` From now on, you shall be plagued by unfortunately misplaced commas.'' 
 
 Mindy laughed, `` What?! Jesus, it's just a book you fucking weirdo. Sorry, or whatever. I'm outta here.'' 
 
 She tossed the damaged book onto the table and strode away into the busy market. The linguist immediately swept the tome into her shawl and tried to sponge away the spilled coffee, heedless of stains to her clothing. 
 
 Mindy, however, carried on with her day and soon forgot the encounter with the Romani linguist. It was only much later that she began to notice something was wrong. 
 
 `` I'm going to eat you,'' she said to her friend Parker, `` want to come?'' 
 
 `` Uh,'' Parker said, `` Please do n't eat me. And I think I'll pass, thanks.'' 
 
 `` I did n't say that!'' Mindy protested, `` I said do you want to come *with* me to get food?'' 
 
 `` You definitely did say you were going to eat me.'' 
 
 `` No I did n't!!'' 
 
 But she had said it, and it was only the beginning. 
 
 *I've got an hour to kill someone*, Mindy's Facebook status read, *tell me what I should do*. 
 
 Later, as she updated her profile, she wrote *I like cooking cute animals, and yoga. * 
 
 These unfortunate statements garnered both concern and mockery from her social circle, but mostly mockery. 
 
 *Mindy ur so dumb* one friend wrote. 
 
 *I am, not you, jerk! * read Mindy's reply. 
 
 *exactly, * returned her friend. 
 
 Everyone laughed and Mindy grew ever more frustrated. A later post about wedding proposals led only to further embarrassment: 
 
 *Do you think the guy should get down on one knee and ask your dad for permission? I do! # tradition* 
 
 One commenter quipped, `` As far as I know, my dad is already married, and also not gay.'' 
 
 The curse started to affect Mindy's work life as well. 
 
 `` I want you,'' she said to a co-worker. After an uncomfortably long pause, she managed to continue, `` to send me those notes from Thursday's meeting!'' 
 
 Her co-worker began to avoid her. As the cringe-worthy incidents continued to pile up, Mindy felt she was nearing the end of her rope. Finally she returned to the market to find the Romani linguist and beg her to end the curse. As luck would have it, the linguist's stall was still there. 
 
 `` Please make it stop!'' Mindy said. `` I ca n't take it anymore!'' 
 
 The linguist smiled an unpleasant smile. `` Have you learned the importance of being mindful?'' 
 
 `` Yes! I'm sorry!'' 
 
 `` Too bad,'' sniffed the linguist. `` That was one of my favorite books you spilled coffee on. Go away.'' 
 
 Mindy began to cry.
