[ WP ] Every morning you find a tarot card taped to your front door .

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 Justine swatted at the snooze button trying to ward off the morning for a just a few more minutes. Instead only succeeding in knocking the alarm clock off her nightstand and under her double bed. Grumbling she half rolled have oozed out of bed and onto the floor, blindly felt around and finally succeeded in both turning off the alarm and returning it to it's place of honor beside the Kleenex box and lamp. Just as she was about to settle back into bed to try and catch just a few minutes more of sleep the alarm she set on her phone, across the room on her dresser to prevent just this situation began to beep loudly. Justine sighed, this was just another day of the few things she had managed to purchase with her pitiful salary mocking her for existing. 
 
 Justine set to work covering the yesterday stink with clinical deodorant and Victoria's Secret body spray, too tired to shower and actually prepare for work. Throwing her hair in a messy bun and grabbing the cleanest looking clothes from the dirty clothes pile next to the overflowing dirty clothes hamper Justine quickly dressed then stomped into the kitchen. 
 
 Twenty minutes later stale poptart and the keys for her'98 Civic in one hand, and her bagged lunch and gym gear in the other Justine rushed out of the house. Justine turned to lock the door and cocked her head at the rectangular piece of cardboard stuck to the door. She almost did n't notice it, between her rush to get to work and the unlikelihood of their actually being a tarot card nailed to her front door she almost looked right past it. But there, stuck to her door with a nail that Justine was completely unable to remove by hand ( and would have to remember to try later with a hammer, or get the super to, because she did n't own a hammer. ) was a card with a pentagram crudely drawn on it. 
 
 Justine eventually gave up attempting to remove the nail and just yanked the card off her door, wondering if there was some message behind it. Perhaps to join some weird Tarot themed cult, or to try the new Holistic healing center down the road. But no, there was nothing other than the card itself, this puzzled Justine and so, before heading out to work Justine took a picture with her smart phone and had Siri do some research for her. 
 
 *'' The Ace of Pentacles'' * Reported the robotic voice *'' the Ace of Pentacles signifies a new opportunity. Expect a new job, a pay rise, a financial gift or a new investment opportunity. `` * 
 
 Justine liked the way that sounded, shoved the card in her pocket and jumped in her'98 Civic to head to work. Self-assured that nothing would change and that this was just some sick prank played, perhaps by her annoying little brother, on someone that could really use some luck. 
 
 Eleven hours later Justine parked and plugged in her car. Her brand new Tesla Model S that she still could n't believe she had won. Today had been a whirlwind, first the unexpected promotion and the huge pay raise, then the sweepstakes win at lunch for being the 1 millionth mall customer, then on the way home she had been given a card by a talent agent interested in casting her in an upcoming movie that was filming in town. It all felt surreal. She almost giggled herself to sleep, exhausted by all the adrenalin from what was without question the best day she had ever and possibly would ever have. 
 
 Justine woke before her alarm, jumped out of bed and raced for the shower. After cleaning thoroughly and spending an extra few minutes ensuring that every strand of hair was in she grabbed the outfit she had bought a few months ago but was up until today, too self conscious to wear. With protein shake in hand, and her gym bag slung over her shoulder Justine almost skipped out of the house to her new car. 
 
 Justine took a deep breath before turning to lock the door, half praying for another card and half hoping that her life would n't be decided by fate today. She exhaled and turned. Just as she half-expected, a card was attached to the nail thoroughly embedded in her door. 
 
 Justine took a picture with her smart phone, and listened as Siri rattled off an explanation. 
 
 `` Well fuck'' Justine said, and with dread in her heart, she headed to work.
