Yet another attempted saving28 May, 2008
This morning I stopped at Sheetz to fill up my little economy car. I gave the cashier $50.00, went out, stuck the nozzle in my car, and almost filled my tank. I made the mistake of griping about the price of gas.
The driver of the Mercedes Benz sedan on the other side of my pump overheard me. He then said, “When Jesus comes again, we won’t have to worry about the price of gas.”
I looked at him. He was well dressed (his suit may be worth more than my car). He looked high. I decided politeness was not needed (though in uniform, I was not at work (and (technically) the cowboy hat made me out of uniform)). “What if,” I asked, “he doesn’t come? The earth will be a mess, the economy destroyed, and we’ll have to live in it.”
He pulled a black and red booklet out of his pocket and said, “You need this. It will save your soul.” He handed me ‘ONE WAY,’ a Chick Publication.
I looked at it and replied (courtesy of (((Wife)))), “Oh, I’ve been saved. See, I’m an atheist. I’ve been saved by rationality.” As soon as the word ‘atheist’ left my mouth, his facial expression changed to one I’ve seen in horror movies. I think if I had told him I barbecue babies on the hibachi he would not have been quite as horrified. I finished filling (almost) my tank, said, “Have a good day. And remember, you may not be right,” got in my car and left.
Sheesh. I shaved off the gen-X beard and got new frames for my glasses, but I still have people trying to save me. Take a look at my avatar (on the right (where the comments are (though not all of my comments have the kid hanging from a rope (which is me)))). Do I look like I need to be saved?