I work as a professional astrologer and through years of practice have a knack of obtaining detailed birth data, or at least a sun sign, from just about everyone I meet. Some people rush to give me their details as soon as they discover I’m an astrologer, often in the hope of obtaining a quick freebie reading, while others are cautious and wary of what secrets I might unearth regarding their lives. All of these ‘people in passing’ have given me lots of quirky stories, so I thought it would be fun to write a few bits and pieces about astrology. Nothing too serious, just observations from everday life.
The first snippet is about a guy named Paul who recently did some work on my bathroom for me. In conversation he mentioned that he was a sun sign Leo, and I explained that one of Leo’s main issues in life is pride. I pointed out that all the time he worked for me he kept saying things such as, “Can’t rush it, a good job takes time,” after every phone call from his foreman urging him to get a move on. This was him taking pride in his work and not wanting to rush and spoil it.
One day he answered a phone call while we were chatting and said his surname. I could not believe it. His surname was Panther. As soon as he’d finished I said, “You mean to tell me that you’re a Leo and you’re surname is Panther!” He grinned and shrugged, threw his head back a little as if shaking out a mane and said, “Never thought of it like that before.”
If I used the name Paul Panther for a Leo sun sign character in one of my novels you’d think I’d made it up…now wouldn’t you?