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SlitheryDee
I'm a pretty strictly non-religious person, but I hide the fact due to this being a very religious area with lots of wagging tongues. The stigma associated with someone holding the beliefs that I do is very real and I like most of the people around here, so being an outsider isn't something I want to experience anytime soon. The problem arises when someone asks me a direct question about it.
So this guy comes to where I work today and is looking around with his wife. I work at a retail clothing/footwear store and I make it a point to be pleasant and conversational with my customers whenever possible. So I strike up a conversation with the guy and it eventually rolls around to the fact that he's a missionary for a local church. A bit outside my comfort zone, but I'm not really worried until he starts questioning me. "Where do you go to church"? I name a couple of churches in the area whose services I have attended a couple of times over the years. I KNOW I'm going to be put on the spot in a few seconds. You get the feel of it after you talk to enough of these types, and he doesn't let me down.
"Are you born again"? It's this one direct, deeply personal question that always leaves my mind frozen like a deer caught in headlights. The problem is that in the end I can't really tell a lie of this magnitude, but I can't go throwing around my radical (relatively speaking) views in a place like this. What fucking business is it of his whether I'm born again or not? Why can't these people leave well enough alone? I was left sputtering something along the lines of "Well, I don't know about that...uh..." Thankfully he cut me off by saying "If you don't know then you're not". Truer words were never spoken, I suppose.
I guess the moral of the story is if you EVER get the urge to start evangelizing to strangers, just don't. They might not want to hear it. They might be nodding politely and counting the fucking seconds until you run out of breath. It wouldn't piss me off so much, but I hear this ALL THE TIME. Tend to your own soul if you believe in such things.
So this guy comes to where I work today and is looking around with his wife. I work at a retail clothing/footwear store and I make it a point to be pleasant and conversational with my customers whenever possible. So I strike up a conversation with the guy and it eventually rolls around to the fact that he's a missionary for a local church. A bit outside my comfort zone, but I'm not really worried until he starts questioning me. "Where do you go to church"? I name a couple of churches in the area whose services I have attended a couple of times over the years. I KNOW I'm going to be put on the spot in a few seconds. You get the feel of it after you talk to enough of these types, and he doesn't let me down.
"Are you born again"? It's this one direct, deeply personal question that always leaves my mind frozen like a deer caught in headlights. The problem is that in the end I can't really tell a lie of this magnitude, but I can't go throwing around my radical (relatively speaking) views in a place like this. What fucking business is it of his whether I'm born again or not? Why can't these people leave well enough alone? I was left sputtering something along the lines of "Well, I don't know about that...uh..." Thankfully he cut me off by saying "If you don't know then you're not". Truer words were never spoken, I suppose.
I guess the moral of the story is if you EVER get the urge to start evangelizing to strangers, just don't. They might not want to hear it. They might be nodding politely and counting the fucking seconds until you run out of breath. It wouldn't piss me off so much, but I hear this ALL THE TIME. Tend to your own soul if you believe in such things.