There are people every Tarot reader encounters, but here are some especially familiar to lady readers under 30.
- The older couple with full, flattering confidence that a 21-year-old can meaningfully discuss retirement, downsizing, aging, and being grandparents
- That elder who has seen a lot and exudes pure wisdom and grace; it’s an honor to be in their presence
- That haughty priestess with the dominatrix vibe who treats you like a novice and seems to think you give a hoot about her measure of your skill, and it’s not nearly as much of an honor to be in her presence as she seems to think it is
- That scrub who meanders up and asks for your number (No.)
- That real smoothie who pays you for a reading, listens intently, asks thoughtful questions, and then deadpans a witty pick-up line based on the reading (… Maybe.)
- The triumphant skeptic who thinks he’s super cool for debunking Tarot, except you’re not sure what claims he’s trying to debunk because you didn’t actually make any, and you’re not sure why he’s triumphant when he is now $25 poorer, but you’re not here to ask questions
- “How long have you been doing this? Do you think you’re any good?”
- The more experienced reader who just wants to compare notes while supporting and encouraging you
- The lonely guy who’s interested in the occult and “is just drawn” to discuss it with you, the young one, while your older and more experienced colleagues are spared his attention for some mysterious reason
- The music festival philosopher who has no cash, but offers to barter his dreadlock bead and a weird coin he found on the subway, and you can’t wait until you age enough to not look like one of his peers, but until then maybe you can at least score some weed?
- The assertive lady who sits her ass down and asks 500 questions as a line forms behind her, because you haven’t developed the confidence to tell her time’s up, UNTIL YOU DO #TimesUpBetch
Time’s up. I appreciate every last one of you. ♥