Some representatives of Jesus came knocking on my door about an hour ago. All dressed up to the nines and hair slicked up with just the right amount of gel to make their hair glisten in the sunlight so that they look to you – the damned – as a clean and hospitable person.
This always seems to happen shortly after I put Aidan down for a nap; luckily his room is the furthest from the front door so he doesn’t get woken up by the loud knock. Their pounding on the door is representative of their purpose: to try and shove god down your throat. That, or, ” Look busy, Jesus is coming! Pound harder!”
This reminds me of a time when I was a young lass working at McDonalds (because it was the best job ever!!) and was working the front register. A man came in and ordered some food, then as he was waiting, began asking me and another girl if we go to church. I don’t remember her answer, but I remember mine. I told him no. I’ve only attended a church ceremony once in my entire life and have probably only been in a church a handful of times.
I never liked it, never was drawn to it and never had reason to attend. I didn’t believe in the ways of the church and all of it’s hypocrisy and still don’t. I consider myself more of a spiritual soul than dedicating mself to one specific format.
Anyways.
The guy was stunned that I didn’t go. He started getting very angry and was telling me I was going to go to hell and I needed to get myself to church soon. He then attempted to give me a card and I refused, which only pissed him off even more. He then threw it at me. I told him that that is the reason why I don’t go and I don’t like hypocrites and that he needed to leave me alone. I was not being nice about it either.
It was ridiculous!!
You know, if I wanted people to approach me, intrude upon my lifestyle and beliefs, I’d write on my forehead, “Ignorant and lost. Please help.” or, “Doing everything wrong. Make me right.”
When I told the 2 guys today that I wasn’t interested, he looked at me and asked if there was anything I needed.
Heh! I should’ve asked if he could help me fix my plumbing by providing the funds. I wonder what he would have said.
