I shook my head. Nope. Nothing that I can think of.
"Yes, there is a man. An American man." Well, considering that I live in the United States, just about every man I meet would be an American man. I looked at her to continue. "He is a man that you want, but you cannot have. There is a sadness in your love life."
"Nope, my love life is just fine," I assured her. "I am dating someone and I am very happy."
"What is he?"
"Chinese."
"No, this man is an American man."
"Oh, you mean a white person. Nope, I prefer to date other Asians."
"Then he is mixed, maybe not all American."
I shook my head again. Then I started asking her questions. I asked her when she decided to start a business. She said she was not in business. "Then why did you give me your card? You have a business card."
"Well, people have to know where to find me, how to find me."
"Yes, but you charge for your services."
"No, I don't have a business. I run this out of my home. I have two children."
I asked her when she decided to become a psychic. She said she didn't choose, but she knew at the age of 6 she's psychic. I asked when she decided to become one as a profession. She repeated that she is not in business. I said, "Well I assume you went to school. So at some point, you were considering a traditional career path. What happened at the junction that made you choose this?"
"What do you mean traditional?"
"You know, like a subject you can major in, a job that people typically have."
She didn't have an answer and said to call the number and we can talk about it. I said, "No! I don't want to know about my life. I'm interested in your career."
"Look it up on the internet," she said and walked away from me. haha, I love badgering people.
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