Maybe apply for the job you're good at.
Maybe apply for the job you're good at.
Maybe apply for the job you're good at.
Reminds me of an old joke
Hi, is this the psychic?
Yes, who is it?
Great start...
I don't want to be a psychic, but I kind of want to dress like a psychic. I wish it was socially acceptable for regular people to wear robes.
their job is grifting
The metal on the mailbox act as a faraday cage so psychic cannot penetrate.
It's not seeing through the box, it's a Discworld-style future prediction paradox.
She already knows that when she get there, there will be nothing in the mailbox.
But she has to check anyway, because if she doesn't, causality is broken and she shouldn't be able to know it will be empty, since checking inside is not in her future anymore.
According to Discworld rules, it won't break the universe or anything but it'll give her a massive headache.
Psychic: I can read people's thoughts, not mailbox content.
Should've read the mail carrier's thoughts smh
Psychic: yeah, what can be more exciting than constantly monitoring the thoughts of random people around?
She's just going to the mailbox and checking to maintain a "normal" image, get some minimal exercise during her job that requires mostly sitting, and to sometimes "accidentally" run into other people. But to make this actually seem accidental, you have to sometimes go out when there is no mail/person.
I didn't see that coming.
Roberta Sparrow
I like it.
On the one hand, if people are fully willing and consenting to spend their money to pay for an entertainment experience akin to folks paying to go into a "Haunted Mansion" during Halloween for the spooky ambiance, then go for it. I think those types of "psychic" are, in their own way, kind of neat. They figured out a way to make money as an entertainer, an artist, and that's great.
I don't like the types that seem to prey on peoples' desperation and misery, and there is/was a lot of that type. Those folks aren't talking to your dead relatives nor are they going to reliably and accurately tell you where your murdered daughter's body was hidden by the killer. They aren't going to cure your "demon possession" because that shit isn't real. They're not going to make nice with the local ghosts living in your attic because those are a figment of your mental illness. But once the psychic dives into those types of scenarios, they're just pure pieces of shit and deserve all the ridicule one can muster.
What if not good at anything? I'm just "OK", nothing impressive, but adequate.
Born to be mild.
She needs to sign up for informed delivery to avoid the embarrassment.