Listening To: Hall of Mirrors - Louis XIV
Donut Free Day #3
Serisouly, I'm really tired of hearing St. Peter from the factory telling me about church and and beliefs. He sits there, casually asking me about my ideas about teaching and where I'd go for a B.E. (not that I'm actually doing that anymore, but I haven't worked with him in like 3 months). Then he goes on to tell me about some teacher dude from the States who encourages the "outcast" kids in school who speaks at spiritual meetings. While I'm sitting right in front of him, trying to read a book about vampires and werewolves. Irony? Yes please. As far as I care, he can believe in this stuff if he wants to, but please do not press it upon me as I will not pay attention. Which I didn't. So he started talking to the guy next to him about God. It's like all the weird hardcore Christian people gravitate towards me.
I must have "Conform Me" written on my forehead or something.
I'll have to wash it off.
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2 comments:
lol Wicked cool subject title. bahahaha
You should've just looked at him, straight in the eye, and said "Since you got to tell me about God, I'd like to tell you about Satan. He's my homeboy. We eat cats together in my room in the dark at night. It's fun."
Haha, I'll have to remember that one!
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