A seemingly normal man just stopped me and proclaimed that, judging by the way I was handling my phone, I must be a creative person. He said I obviously do creative work for a living. I told him he was correct. He told me I that currently, I am only utilizing 50% of my creativity. I told him I wasn’t sure I agreed. He examined my right hand, and told me that he was speaking the truth. Then, he told me to part my hair from left to right and be sure not to cover my forehead for the next week. Then he walked away.

Weird.