Arriving Monday morning at a radio station is like you-know-who's box of chocolates: You never know what you're going to get.
Today, I found an unopened, cellophane-wrapped fortune cookie beside my keyboard, along with several packets of soy sauce and an unopened bag of chow mein noodles. Someone with an appetite for Moo Goo Gai Pan apparently used my work station over the weekend.
I opened the cookie on the air at 6:10 traffic break. The fortune read, "There appear to be many clouds; but they quickly pass." It started to rain within the hour.
Who knew? A meteorologist fortune cookie.
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