A friend of mine in one of the few circles I can be found in discovered I'm a Witch, and into Witchcraft. He scoffed at me and made a few cracks. That's fine... I mean. You have your beliefs, I have mine.
When I claim I believe it witchcraft- I do try to hold some reason behind it. Obviously I can't like; control the weather, or make fire explode from my fingertips. Of course.
But I do believe in the power of influence...
I tried to explain this to him, but he continued to tease me, and make some pretty closed minded comments. One of them being "Oh what? You'll curse me?"
... I mean.... If you really want me to?
He didn't believe me. So I gave him the "curse of minor inconvenience." and he made another crack about how these things aren't real, and I'm full of shit.
I usually give this 'curse' out playfully. So I told him:
"I hope when you get a cup of tea or coffee- you forget about it, and when you find it again it's cold. If you don't drink hot drinks, I hope when you get a soda that bastard's flat.
I hope when you wake up at night and stumble to the bathroom to piss, you stub your toe on every corner and piece of furniture you own.
I hope you lose your left shoe, when you find it you have to get on all fours and reach under the dustiest crevice to retrieve it.
I curse you to lose your keys somewhere in your house when you're running late, and when you finally find them. You then realize your wallet is missing in your haste to find your keys.
I hope when you make a purchase at the store - you use your card and it doesn't get read by the machine. You have to spend an extra 5 minutes having the cashier fuss with it for you.
I hope when you get fast-food. It's the wrong order, and you only realize it when you get home.
I hope when you buy an avocado, it's hard as a rock, but when you check on it to see if it's ready - it's over-ripe.
I hope when you walk around the heel of the sock rumples and it rubs your heel when you walk.
I hope you have nothing but minor inconveniences for the next week. "
Everyone was laughing in our group call, after a time his Ubereats came- the food was ice-cold. After he ate and played video games with us, his wife asked him to take the trash out. When he came back he demanded me to lift my curse.
I asked why.
Turned out, his cat peed on his shoes. So he had to throw them out. As he was taking the garbage bag down stairs from his apartment. The bag burst and he got garbage juice all down his leg.
The entire call went relatively quiet- save for the background sounds of the Monster Hunter...
I told you. All about influence.
I hope he has a great week~
