Man, I never thought I’d be checking back on something as ridiculous as a career horoscope from almost a decade ago. I mean, 2015? Seems like another lifetime now. I remember that time. I was broke, stressed, and totally lost on what my next career move should be.
The whole thing kicked off last month when my wife finally badgered me into tackling the attic. We were talking about maybe downsizing in a couple years, and she said, “You gotta deal with those boxes of old company papers.” So I dragged myself up there and started going through the mess. Dust everywhere. I was looking for 2015 tax returns, honestly, because I thought we’d misfiled something important from that year when I switched jobs.
I unearthed a heavy cardboard box labeled “MISC CRAP – DO NOT OPEN 2014-2016.” Inside, under a stack of W-2s and ancient USB sticks, I found my old work journal. You know, the one where you actually write things instead of typing them into Google Docs. Flipping through it, I stopped dead at an entry from late September 2015. It was headlined: RAISE? YES! OCT/NOV?

Right underneath that, I had scribbled out a quote, verbatim, from some flaky website I must have been following:
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“Virgo, October brings a karmic reward for your diligence. Financial gain is heavily favored, specifically a long-delayed adjustment to your compensation package.”
Holy smokes. I remembered that feeling. I was working at that absolute soul-crushing startup back then, the one that promised everyone the moon but delivered stale pizza and endless hours. I had been busting my butt for a solid 18 months, doing the job of three people, and my manager had explicitly said, “The committee is reviewing your package. It’s coming in Q4.” I was relying on that cash boost because my first kid was due early the next year.
The Hunt for the Original Prediction
That discovery sent me down a rabbit hole. I closed the box, stomped downstairs, fired up the laptop, and started digging. I wasn’t going to trust my scribbled notes. I had to find the exact, original source to see the full context of that Virgo career horoscope from Monthly 2015. It was like a treasure hunt, or maybe just a sad little trip down Memory Lane. Finding anything reliably archived from a horoscope site that long ago is tough, let me tell you.
I tried every search combination I could think of: “Virgo career 2015 October raise”, “monthly horoscope archive 2015 Virgo”, “long-delayed compensation adjustment Virgo”—the works. I finally stumbled upon a forum post, some weird old astrology board, where people had saved and debated the predictions monthly. Sure enough, archived in a dusty old thread, was the exact text I had written down. The language was even stronger than I remembered. It basically guaranteed a pay adjustment.
So, I had the prophecy. Now, I needed the reality.
Checking the Payroll Stubs: Did I Get That Raise?
I yanked out the tax paperwork from the same box—my file folder of old W-2s and pay slips. I pulled up my pay stubs from October 2015, November 2015, and then January 2016 just to be absolutely sure. I scanned them, zeroed in on the net income line, and stared at the numbers. It was a moment of truth, eight years delayed.
Did I get that raise? No. Absolutely not.
October 2015 check: Same miserable number it had been since 2014.
November 2015 check: No change.
December 2015 check: Still nothing.
I felt that wave of frustration all over again, almost ten years later. That company really did string me along, giving me false hope right until the end. I remember the argument vividly I had with my boss in late November, where he basically told me the board said “no” until the next fiscal year because they “needed to see more commitment.” The word karmic was definitely not what I was thinking then.
The Twist—The Real “Adjustment”
Here’s the bizarre part—the part that really makes you think about how life throws you curveballs. The money did show up. Just not from the startup.
After that argument with my manager, I was so furious, I didn’t even go back to my desk. I walked straight into HR and handed in my resignation right there on the spot. No two-week notice, nothing. I just said I was done.
That same afternoon, a friend called me up. He told me about an opening at his firm, completely unrelated to my field—some weird logistics consultant role—but it paid like crazy. It was a massive lateral move into a different industry, but the salary was 25% higher than what the startup had even promised me if they had given me the raise.
I interviewed on a Tuesday, got the offer on Thursday, and started the new job mid-January 2016. The timing of the financial gain wasn’t October/November 2015, but it was close enough to the prediction. The money came, but it had nothing to do with a “karmic reward” from my old job. It came because I had the guts to quit and take a chance.
The prediction was technically right about an impending financial benefit, but it got the whole mechanism dead wrong. It was a self-made reward, not some cosmic adjustment from the place I was already at. The horoscope kept me waiting, but my own anger and desperation got me moving. I left that awful place, and guess what? My old position stayed open for six months after I left, because they couldn’t find anyone willing to do that much work for that little pay.
I think about that old journal entry now and then. It reminds me: don’t trust some vague star chart to give you your money. Trust the feeling in your gut that tells you when it’s time to walk away. That’s the real prediction you need to follow. I closed the box back up and chucked it down the stairs. Time to get rid of that old corporate garbage.
