The last time I saw a clairvoyant (incidentally, the same one who had, years before told me my dads name) she was so far off the mark it was embarrassing.
She has a long, long waiting list, but I certainly won't be seeing her again.
Once she knew I was single, she seemed to think she had the measure of me.
"What is it with you and men?"
"Sorry, what do you mean?"
"You don't half pick 'em! You've had some bad uns haven't you?"
Me: "No, they've all been nice men, and I'm still friendly with them"...
"You like to go out, don't you, for a drink, and sometimes you have a bit too much!"
Me: "No, I'm a real home bird. And I'm teetotal, in fact I can't stand alcohol"..