[ WP ] You open your fortune cookie . It has only one word . `` Run '' .

I knew right away what sort food I'd end up with today. I be their grandmothers would have scolded them far more than I would. This was a Chinese restaurant and the ceiling tiles appeared to have a bit of water damage. I'm sure the place was well kept, but it showed disrespect and laziness. 
 
 At any rate, I was a food critic for a local small town newspaper and this was work. `` Hello, I'd like to try a sampler.'' 
 
 `` Would you like extra rice with that?'' 
 
 `` Sure.'' That was one dish they could get wrong, but I hoped they would n't. I enjoyed rice. 
 
 I paid for my meal and grabbed the styro-foam cup. I poured myself some sprite. I did n't trust dark colas. Sometimes these machines were n't cleaned or inspected in time before something inevitably goes wrong. 
 
 The music was appropriate as opposed to some American top 40. I privately graded that high, but the paper would have me complain about it. That's just how cookie crumbled. 
 
 It did n't take too long receive my food. This made me wonder if any of this was made to order. I certainly do n't mind waiting for good food. Although, again I might have to complain about it for the paper. It smelled like Chinese food. Lots of sauces, spices, and rice. I took notes on my phone and had a chuckle at the fortune cookies which were the least Chinese thing I could have right now save maybe the soda. 
 
 I did n't much like fortune cookies. They always seemed childish to me. Still, it was a cracker with a prize inside and that was a rare American treat. I'd love to have a Kinder egg one of these days. I finished my meal and got a drink refill. I felt like the review would go alright, although easier on me to write than necessarily favorable to them. 
 
 I got in my car and tossed the small bag of fortune cookies. There were two. I kept staring at them and decided, what would opening one of them hurt? I was n't superstitious, but what the heck. I broke it open and read it aloud, `` Run.'' I blinked. 
 
 This meant nothing, right? It did n't even have lottery numbers. Usually they have a Chinese language lesson. Was this a joke? 
 
 I heard a loud thunderclap and nearly pissed myself. I started my car and drove away. I swore I was n't superstitious, but I could not stay here any longer. 
 
 This may end up a very strange review after all.
