First post, by Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman
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So I'm now working overnight at a consulting firm that I partner with to bid on a government project. There are two other people who help me preparing the bidding documents, and one of them brings his five-years old daughter with him. Anyway, the name is Adinda, and she is talkactive. I don't really mind, since most of my work has been finished.
Anyway, an hour ago the kid was playing interview - that is, filling an obsolete consumer survey form while asking me questions according to the form ("how many kids do you have", etcetera). It was quite fun until she told me, "you have a dead older sister."
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How the hell does she know?
Yes. My older sister was born prematurely and died soon after, and I never knew her. And just an hour ago, this kid kept telling me that I have a dead older sister.
Not only that, but she kept talking about death. She told a story about her mother's death. She said she asked her mother, "Mom, why did you die?" And her mother replied, "because the doctor injected needles into my arms and took my blood."
About half an hour ago she returned to my desk, and she said, "but I have a younger brother. He is not dead, he is still alive. I'm playing with him now, see? I'm playing with him now."
Oooooookay.
WTF.
Never thought this thread would be that long, but now, for something different.....
Kreshna Aryaguna Nurzaman.