Ignoring My Horoscope
I was sitting reading the newspaper and had just gotten to the page that gives horoscopes. It said, “Don’t lift anything heavy, you will hurt your back”.
Now usually, the advice in a horoscope is rather vague. This was very specific, and while I am not a believer, its directness struck me as being good advice to follow.
I was contemplating this advice, when Barbara came into the room and announced her agenda for the day.
It seemed that we were “scheduled” to go to Home Depot and get several bags of mulch for our front yard.
After contemplating pretending to be deaf, I instead decided to be honest and show Barbara the critical advice I had just received.
“I cannot do this today,” I replied, “my horoscope says I shouldn’t lift anything”.
“That’s just your interpretation of what it says,” she said. “You’re always twisting what it says to favor what you want or don’t want to do.”
“No, no,” I pleaded my case, “just look at it”.
Barbara ignored me
“Really, it’s very specific this time, not open to interpretation. It must be a message from the Gods. How can we ignore this message?”
She looked at the horoscope.
“This is just like the prescription from Dr. Marks that said “No Ragu”, or the prescription from the oncologist’s office that said “no painting for cancer patients because they are sensitive to paint fumes.” I don’t care what your horoscope says, we’re getting the mulch!”, she said adamantly.
I kept protesting, arguing about the specificity of the prediction. Barbara was not to be moved.
We had to go out that morning to do some errands and Barbara insisted on stopping for mulch. We wound up with seven bags which we then spread around the front garden.
“See,” Barbara said, “you didn’t hurt your back, did you?”
I seriously considered groaning and faking a severe backache, but decided telling people about Barbara’s blatant disregard for my well being was funnier. I await your sympathy.