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I was reminded again last night that Kek is real. Some personal anecdotes of the weird synchronicities that occur when one dwells on Kek.
On a whim, I praised Kek out loud to bless my Powerball ticket and make me the winner last night. No more than 5 seconds later, I got a notification on my phone. I have Outlook installed for work, and I have Bing news updates enabled. The most recent notification was for a news story about how no one may know the winner of the next lottery and how some people chose to claim lottery prizes anonymously. I was initially hyped, but then realized Kek had just told me that not even he knows who will win. Suffice to say, I didn't win.
This reminded me of a spooky indicent that happened in the summer of 2016 during the height of election cycle. One night, after working out, I was about to have a shower, but had a weird idea for a /pol/ thread. So I made the post, I don't exactly remember what it was about, but I was invoking Kek and making a prediction for the next presidential debate, something along those lines. I didn't bother looking at where the post counter was to try timing some good digits, but I hoped I'd at least get dubs. When I saw my post, I couldn't believe it! I had gotten quints!
It was a sign! I was so happy I burst out of my room and ran into the kitchen, jumping with joy. But in that moment I slipped on the tiled floor and came down hard. Way too hard. I heard a crunch and felt pain shoot up my arm. Looking down, I saw my wrist was bent at an unnatural angle. I had broken my wrist! I started going into shock and was hyperventilating, but managed to calm myself down after a few minutes and put together a plan. I needed to go to the hospital, but since I hadn't showered all day and was sweaty and unclean, I bit my tongue and forced myself to shower, as painful as it was. Then I called a taxi and was on my way.
Now this is the fucked up part. When I went into emergency at the hospital, the nurses brought me into a room and looked me over, made sure I was stable and then told me a doctor would see me shortly. They closed the door to the room, and posted on the door was nothing less than a cartoon cutout of a frog! It looked something like this:
I knew I had been had. My invocation of Kek that night had come with a price. I praised Kek for teaching me this valuable lesson. In the end, I ended up getting surgery on my wrist and it took me a few months of physiotherapy to fully recover.
For background:
On a whim, I praised Kek out loud to bless my Powerball ticket and make me the winner last night. No more than 5 seconds later, I got a notification on my phone. I have Outlook installed for work, and I have Bing news updates enabled. The most recent notification was for a news story about how no one may know the winner of the next lottery and how some people chose to claim lottery prizes anonymously. I was initially hyped, but then realized Kek had just told me that not even he knows who will win. Suffice to say, I didn't win.
This reminded me of a spooky indicent that happened in the summer of 2016 during the height of election cycle. One night, after working out, I was about to have a shower, but had a weird idea for a /pol/ thread. So I made the post, I don't exactly remember what it was about, but I was invoking Kek and making a prediction for the next presidential debate, something along those lines. I didn't bother looking at where the post counter was to try timing some good digits, but I hoped I'd at least get dubs. When I saw my post, I couldn't believe it! I had gotten quints!
It was a sign! I was so happy I burst out of my room and ran into the kitchen, jumping with joy. But in that moment I slipped on the tiled floor and came down hard. Way too hard. I heard a crunch and felt pain shoot up my arm. Looking down, I saw my wrist was bent at an unnatural angle. I had broken my wrist! I started going into shock and was hyperventilating, but managed to calm myself down after a few minutes and put together a plan. I needed to go to the hospital, but since I hadn't showered all day and was sweaty and unclean, I bit my tongue and forced myself to shower, as painful as it was. Then I called a taxi and was on my way.
Now this is the fucked up part. When I went into emergency at the hospital, the nurses brought me into a room and looked me over, made sure I was stable and then told me a doctor would see me shortly. They closed the door to the room, and posted on the door was nothing less than a cartoon cutout of a frog! It looked something like this:
I knew I had been had. My invocation of Kek that night had come with a price. I praised Kek for teaching me this valuable lesson. In the end, I ended up getting surgery on my wrist and it took me a few months of physiotherapy to fully recover.
For background:
