“Let me preface this by stating that I think all ‘psychics’ on TV are a big fake. I will tell you my experience with one that was legitimate.
This happened to me in 1998 when the dot com bubble was still big. I was in web design and about to embark on a job interview in Florida. I live in California. I was scheduled to leave out of San Francisco airport in about a week, stop over in North Carolina for two hours then on to Jacksonville, Florida.
I was at Walmart doing some shopping, but not making travel purchases, just normal purchases. I actually just went to get toilet paper and shampoo (not travel size) for the apartment. As I was walking to my car a group of young Indian people were heading in. As they pass me one of them says to me: ‘Excuse me, I got to tell you something.’
I turn around and see one of them stopped. His friends were behind him but a few feet away as if they didn’t expect him to stop. They also started saying things like, ‘come on man, lets just go.’
He turns to them and says, ‘One sec.’ Then to me: ‘Get a wallet with a chain on it. You’ll make your flight, but your gonna stress about losing your wallet.’ He then starts to turn around about to leave stops and turns around again. ‘See if you can get an earlier one. You wont make the connecting flight if you don’t.’ He then turns around and walks away.
I kind of just stood there stunned because I didn’t know the guy, I wasn’t on the phone that day or anything talking about a trip or anything. Either way, I’m thinking, ‘ weird.’
Fast forward a week later and I’m driving to San Francisco from Sacramento. I get to the airport park in long term parking, hop on the shuttle, get ready to check in and lo and behold, my wallet is lost. I panic! I’m checking my pockets frantically thinking that it will magically appear by the third check and nothing. I go back to the bus pickup to parking and ask the guy if anyone reported a lost wallet. No such luck. Guy radios to other drivers to be on the lookout while I get back on the bus to go back to my car. I get there, frantically search the car and nothing. I had my wallet that day. I used it to buy some breakfast on the way to the airport so I know I had it! I tear my car apart and give up.
I walk back to the bus stop looking defeated and about to hop on in case someone turned it into the airport. The bus driver opens the door and looks at me and says, ‘I’m guessing your the wallet guy.’ He looks at my ID and me and says, ‘yup, its you!’ Hands me my wallet and ID. No money missing, everything in tact. I’m surprised as hell!
I make the flight but its grounded for an hour and a half before it takes off. I finally land in North Carolina to miss my connecting flight by 30 minutes. I stay the night and get the next flight out in the morning…..I hadn’t thought about what that guy said to me until I missed my connecting flight and it all came back. That’s when I really got goosebumps and felt that I had really met someone with an ability to see things.”