Next Stop: Hell!
This morning I was riding the bus, and had to stand. At the exact instant that I let go of the bar to adjust my coat, the bus driver slammed on the brakes (don't know why, but I'm sure he had his reasons). I went pinwheeling backwards (tripping over my briefcase in the process).
"Jesus CHRIST" I barked as I sailed backwards. I slammed into a heavyset guy who didn't mind (or at least understood) and helped me right myself. I gamely took hold of the nearest bar and tried not to make eye contact with anyone out of embarassment. The woman seated directly in front of me took this to be an excellent oppoortunity to preach.
SHE:You didn't have to curse.
ME :I didn't curse.
SHE:You most certainly did. You took the name of Our Lord in vain.
ME :I wasn't cursing.
SHE:YES YOU WERE.
ME :I didn't curse. I was calling out to my personal saviour in a time of need, and He abandoned me. Between that, and your lecturing, I'm an athiest now.
She didn't talk to me after that. I guess she sensed (correctly) that I was grumpy, embarrassed, and spoiling for a sparring match, and she decided to leave me to my hell-bound ways (I'll be sorry when Satan's imps are prodding me with their pitchforks).
The heavyset guy, though, chimed in with, "Oh, no! Me, too!" Hee.
"Jesus CHRIST" I barked as I sailed backwards. I slammed into a heavyset guy who didn't mind (or at least understood) and helped me right myself. I gamely took hold of the nearest bar and tried not to make eye contact with anyone out of embarassment. The woman seated directly in front of me took this to be an excellent oppoortunity to preach.
SHE:You didn't have to curse.
ME :I didn't curse.
SHE:You most certainly did. You took the name of Our Lord in vain.
ME :I wasn't cursing.
SHE:YES YOU WERE.
ME :I didn't curse. I was calling out to my personal saviour in a time of need, and He abandoned me. Between that, and your lecturing, I'm an athiest now.
She didn't talk to me after that. I guess she sensed (correctly) that I was grumpy, embarrassed, and spoiling for a sparring match, and she decided to leave me to my hell-bound ways (I'll be sorry when Satan's imps are prodding me with their pitchforks).
The heavyset guy, though, chimed in with, "Oh, no! Me, too!" Hee.