Karma-charmelion

"You reap what you sow"

"What goes around comes around"

"You get out what you put in"

"Live by the sword, die by the sword"

"Never eat yellow snow"

" 'i' before 'e' except after c"

Well the last two don't really apply to the theme of this blog, but they are equally as important. 

I don't know  if my outlook on karma is always strong. Sometimes I don't think twice about the universe's opinion on my persistence to fare-evade on trams and ignore hobos asking for change.

But other times I go right out of my way for randoms and just believe that positive attracts positive. I guess that makes me a karma-charmelion.

Karm and see this example:

 On my last day in London I had a few activities planned. Things went down at the ticket booth where I bought tickets to 'Once' ( an amaze musical definitely worth seeing; story sucks you in, music is really organic and there are no jazz hands or fat ladies singing.)

One man came up to the booth from the internet cafe  below needing more time on his computer. It cost £1 and he only had 50pence. I guessed by the urgency in his voice that he was on Skype or making a booking or something and I gave the man who put the extra time on £1 and when he said I don't need to do that I told him that maybe something good will happen to the man using the computer because I helped him; and maybe something will come to me in return. Also at the booth I gave my advice to some kiwis who were fresh off the flight and had never seen a show as rugby is the main form of live entertainment in my motherland.

Anyways... Further down the activity list, when I was starting to enjoy my Eaton mess (a British summer desert) at my swanky lunch in Chelsea, I found one part of the meringue was way too chewy to be meringue. I swankily spat it onto my silver spoon,  to discover a piece of plastic, like the pull tab from the top of a juice or cream carton. Considering I have had worse things in my mouth, I was mildly put off and just rather glad I didn't swankily swallow it.

 Though I have swallowed worse things.  

Well I told the waitress, had the manager come over and apologise and they handled the situation well, except the replacement Eaton Mess sans plastic cap they gave me didn't have the same cream to meringue ratio but that doesn't qualify as something to get clotted or whipped up over. 

 They completely voided my £25 bill. 

I felt like I had stolen a grape from the supermarket when they told me I was free to go without paying.

But I also knew it was because that day I was a karma-charmelion by giving that guy Internet money and those kiwis theatre advice. Not only did I save £24 (£1 for Internet man) but I saved the NZ embassy and my family a lot of worry by not choking to death.

I'm not sure whether it was me being a karma-charmelion or the vigour I was putting into applying sunscreen to the inside of my thighs that won me a free sangria on the beach in Alicante, but I guess karma and the laws of attraction will always just be one of the many mysteries of this world.

Like why does "i" go before "e" except after "c" 

Why "c"

WHY????

Jj