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[labellementeuse]

The following text is taken almost verbatim from my work this evening.

Scene: reasonably quiet petrol station of the multinational flavour, about ten o'clock. Staff: one (moi), young woman of the cheerful persuasion, willing to go the extra mile for her customers (some of this is a lie.)CUSTOMER OF THE 30 YEAR OLD MALE PERSUASION: *walks in* Can I

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[kitsunerei88]

BWAHAHAHAHAHAAA!

I definitely spoke to Christians like that before.

I've also spoken to Christians who think that it shouldn't matter because as long as you've been a good person and everything, you'll go to heaven. Assuming one exists. ^^

The former are more amusing, whereas the latter actually makes sense.

[labellementeuse]

I have met distressingly few of the latter. I don't know all that many of th former, either, but. Argh.

[kitsunerei88]

Really? You met me. ^~

[labellementeuse]

Are you Christian (now?)? Huh, I totally... missed that development. :P Anyway, even counting you, I know few of them. :P

[kitsunerei88]

No, I'm not quite sure what I am anymore . . . nor do I really care. ^^ I think that I believe that yes, Jesus died on the cross for humankind, but beyond that. . . --'' Rien. So that makes me. . . pseudo Christian at best?

I'm not quite sure what I am, and it's not really an important issue for me. 'Cause we'll find out when we die anyway. It's one of those mad late night discussions I had with myself. I find its the best time to get some truths about yourself xD.

I think I blame my boyfriend's influence.