The Chinese fortune cookie gods are spying on me

So, after my usual dial-a-dinner of Chinese food tonight, I cracked my fortune cookie. Given my not so great fortune with jobs lately, I was hopeful for a sign, any sign that bodes of better things to come...

Instead, I got "Beward of little expenses. Small leaks will sink great ships."

Holy crap. Given my recent tendency towards retail therapy (NOT recommended when you are unemployed) and playing on eBay, I just wanna know -- is the cookie manufacturer in the basement of the DOJ or DHS or something? Maybe the delivery guys are taking their tips to the man...

Oh my.