When I was 14, I joined the Mormon Church. Some of you may already know this. I was an adolescent convert, introduced to that religion by a junior high school friend. No one else in my family had ever been a Mormon before, and no one else in my family converted along with me.

( old church friends, old friends in general, life experiences in the meantime, and finding each other again after twenty-odd years... is it worth it? Survey says: prolly not! )

1. When I am shopping, I don't want strangers to talk to me. It's fine if it's some nice elderly person or someone using a wheelchair asking me to reach something on a shelf for them. But just some intrusive busybody trying to point out a sale to me (because, hi, I can't read signs) or worse yet, one of those super-annoying, pushy checkout- ( Read more... )