The local casino where i hang out has a parking garage and I had parked on the 3rd floor as is my custom. I entered the back left elevator from the right. After entering I go to push the button for the 'casino' and notice it is lit. My first thought was, 'that's strange. How did the elevator know I wanted to go to the casino?" I then move slightly backwards to the rear of the car (as is my custom in the event there are folks waiting to enter from the 2nd floor) out of the corner of my eye I see a man - or ghost- standing behind me in the back, left corner. WTF !!
I instantaneously feel my body leaping towards the ceiling from pure, unadulterated surprise! When my feet finally return to the elevator floor I see what just has to be a ghost and he appears to be a slight, nice looking "Asian" man, nonchalantly looking at me, dressed in blue shirt and dark blue trousers. When the elevator doors open to the casino and I am ready to bolt to safety, he calls out a pleasant, 'good luck' to me. I do not look back.
Please note these important facts: I enter the elevator from the right which means I would have spotted a person standing in the back left of the car. It would have been impossible not to - especially since those elevator cars are not that large.
When I reach the sportsbook I tell a couple of buddies of my weird encounter and, of course, they immediately disparage it and claim I am losing my mind. But the old codger knows better. And, as a rebuttal, I remind them of the 'phone call' received from the late 'Cleveland Tommy" and that shuts them up.
That particular gambling session rewarded me with 2 horse and 1 baseball winners. One of the horse winners was picked by Don Cheech simply because it had his lovely wife's name in it. It paid $7.40. Yep. I call it Ghostly Luck.