Today as I was leaving to pick
Andrew up from practice, I was accosted by some religious nuts. Sorry, that was
mean, but I really hate it when people try to force their beliefs on me.
So these two middle age women introduce themselves as Gail and
Joan (or some equally old lady sounding names) and begin asking me if I ever
wondered if God loved me and if it's hard for me to read the bible. Note that
they were saying this in that condescending I'm-teaching-you-something tone.
They stood too close to me and I kind of thought they were going to storm the
house. The worst part is that I had to answer because I was standing right in
the doorway when they knocked and scared the shit out of me. They even asked
when they could come back to talk again...what about never? Now witness me
leaving.
Gosh that sounded rude. Well, so be it. Freedom of religion is
great and everything, but it can be god-awful annoying sometimes. Even so it
makes me glad to live in America where people can go around talking about their
religious beliefs without fearing violence (for the most part).
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