Unfortunate

The Young Man and I ordered Chinese food last night from that place in his neighborhood that I like very much but can never remember the name of. The thing I like most about this particular Chinese restaurant is the fortune cookies, which often contain something more closely resembling an observation than a prediction, but which are of the rare chocolate-flavored fortune cookie variety and that makes me incredibly happy.

Anyway, I finished eating and tore open my chocolate fortune cookie to see what surprise awaited me inside.

You will receive a surprise bill or unexpected expense.

What the hell kind of fortune is that? Why not just say, "Your apartment will burn down tomorrow?"

Later, The Young Man tore into his.

You will receive a surprise payment or windfall.

Those chocolate fortune cookies can suck it. Not fair.