The Burmese palm reader warned me not to invest, or date women, until April. “You will be very unlucky,” he said.
And to stay in after 9pm, "unless you go out with a friend." After referencing a chart in a book, he decided selling cars would be a good career.
"Do you have any questions for me?" he asked.
It was foolish, but couldn't resist.
"What does the future for Burma look like?"
He froze. He looked at my minder. My minder looked at me. No-one said anything, and they stared at each other, unsure of how to respond. Finally, the fortune teller spoke: “It will not be good.”
They both laughed, nervously, then my guide ran off to pee.