At Least the Cookie was Good

I just came back from a Chinese restaurant I hadn't visited in a while. I had no complaints until I got to the fortune cookie. I broke it in half and popped a bite in my mouth. It was crispier than some fortune cookies, and I was thinking I liked it when I looked at my fortune.

Your problem just got worse. Think, what you have done.

Holy crap!!! I thought fortune cookies were supposed to be a philosophical riddle, positive at least, hokey or trite at the worst. And I thought the biggest thing I should worry about from the Chinese buffet is possibly contracting a food-borne illness.

I don't think I have done anything really terrible, but I also don't think I will be going back to this restaurant for a while!