My weird ESP experiences

Burger King employee handing a branded paper bag through the drive-through window to a customer

I had one of my fast food ESP moments again yesterday. I never get the Lottery numbers though or Kalshi betting info, but the fast food stuff seems to work.

This is a perfect blog post for today’s date – Friday the 13th.

I had gone to Pollo Tropical, but for some reason, they were closed, so I went across the street to Burger King.

I went through the drive thru and was going to order a Whopper, by itself, no combo, but I change to a Chicken Sandwich, by itself, no combo.

When I got to the window, the guy said, “Did you order the Whopper by itself?” I said, “No, I ordered the chicken sandwich by itself, but your ESP is working, because I was going to order the Whopper by itself, but changed my mind.”

He said, “Well the guy behind you read your mind, because he ordered the Whopper by itself.” Crazy.

And that would really have been weird if we both had ordered the same thing, one car after another. Usually people order combos, so just the fact that we would order the Whopper as a single thing, is the weird part.

This reminds me of other instances where this happened at food places and once at a theater.

More than once at a fast food place, just like this recent experience, I had thought of one thing and changed my mind, and they gave me the first thing I had ordered – in my mind! These were at different fast food places.

Once I was thinking of ordering a chicken sandwich and changed to a burger, and they handed me a chicken sandwich at the pick-up window instead of a burger.

Another time I ordered a taco salad, but before that I was thinking of ordering a burger, but I changed it (in my mind) to the taco salad, and at the pick-up window, I was handed a burger.

This has happened quite a few times at fast food places.

I was at Starbucks once and as the girl was making my drink I noticed my friend Hank sitting outside. He hadn’t come in, he was just sitting at a table. I was thinking to myself, “Oh, there’s Hank, I have to stop by and say hello.”

As I am thinking this, the girl is putting my drink down and she calls out, “Hank?” And knowing that was my coffee, I asked, “Hank?” And she said, “Oh sorry, I meant Tom.”

How about that? She read my mind.

Once I was in Starbucks in NYC and all of the customers were named Tom. I kid you not. There were about six, maybe seven of us. And each time the server called out “Tom” to hand over the coffee, we all went up to grab it. And we all were the only customers in the place. All Toms. True story.

Playbill for the Lyceum Theatre production Fully Committed, featuring a man surrounded by illustrated telephones and two yellow admission tickets.
Jesse Tyler Ferguson in Fully Committed

Another freaky thing that happened once was at a one man play with Jesse Tyler Ferguson. The play was called “Fully Committed.” Jesse plays a phone operator at a fancy restaurant – he answers the phone calls from people making reservations and the conversations are funny as he plays the characters on the other end as well as himself, the operator.

I had a couple of premonitions that night. Stupid, but they played out as I described. This was 10 years, ago, seems like yesterday.

Before the play started, I told my cousin, who was seated next to me that the guy seated next to her would have his phone ring during the play. And it did. The only phone to ring! Jesse looked at the guy from the stage and made a joke of it, even though he was annoyed.

Jesse played a phone operator in the play, so he joked about the phone ringing as being part of the play, saying something like, “I’m still hearing phones ringing,” or something like that. He was a good sport.

I also predicted another stupid thing, which made no sense – I said that Jesse would spit on the stage or on the audience by accident. Now why, I would think that and say that, who knows. But it happened.

He talked so much during the play that at one point he just spat from all the saliva, I guess. He spat right onto the front row! He laughed about it, was embarrassed, and apologized but that happened, we were in row two or three, so we saw it happen, and my prediction came true.

Now if I could just start predicting the stock market or the lottery numbers. I’m still waiting for that.

Until next time . . .

The word 'Tom' written in a stylized red font on a plain white background.

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