A man once went to a fortune teller, curious to know what she would say about his future. The fortune teller looked into her magic ball and then her facial expression said it all. The man would die, she said, involved in a bus accident. This would happen within two to three months time, but she couldn't say exactly when. The man went home, depressed and worried telling himself how he never really believed in fortune tellers. Why should he now?
When two months passed, he had thought about what she said, day in and day out. Now he decided to lock himself in his house where he wouldn't come close to any busses for the next month.
Another 3 weeks went by when the man came down the stairs from his bedroom to make some coffee. His little son had left his toys on the floor of which one was a little toy bus. The man stepped on the bus, after his last step down the stairs, slipped and knocked his head against the stairway railing and died instantly.
Moral of the story: "Live life on the edge, don't lock yourself away."