Fortune cookie monsters

What’s happened with fortune cookies lately?

A few weeks ago, at a Chinese buffet in Martinsville, my fortune cookie read:

Come back later. We’re sleeping.  Even cookies need rest.

OK. Humor. Acceptable.

Then, a week later at a buffet in Salem, the cookie read:

If it seems like the fates are against you…perhaps they are.

Cynicism in a fortune cookie?