So I’m at the university hockey rink on Saturday night where I work as a skate guard and this girl comes up to me. She asks, “Do you go to school here?” This first kinda struck me as odd, since I was wearing a Syracuse hat and a jacket that said in big orange letters “Syracuse University Tennity Ice Skating Pavilion” and “STAFF”.
But I play along, and say yes. Then she says I look familiar and asks if I remember her from a class. Now some of my classes are 400 student lectures, and I would definetly have remembered her from my 20-30 person classes, so I say I don’t and ask her what class.
“Anthropology or religion?” she says. I’ve never taken any of those classes.
Now the truth comes out. “Have you heard of Campus Crusade for Christ?” Sigh.
(Please let me take this time to say that this is not a rant about this person and that she was polite to me about everything and I returned this courtesy to her as well.)
So she told me when and where they met and I said thanks and we were on our way.
Anyways, anyone else have this type of experience? A girl/guy approaches you at random and and after some small talk all of a sudden wants to tell you about the benefits of God/Avon/Amway distributing etc.?
Happened to me all the time in college, occasionally still. It doesn’t mean you can’t ask her out. As in, oh, when do they meet? Do you want to go see a matinee and then go to the worship service? Worship services don’t bite you know. I went to a few different ones in my day. I didn’t like most of them though. When they did their follow up calls I told them why and said I’d keep going to my regular one.
Very much so , people come up to me and make comments on my t-shirt design and get me talking and after a bit say i got to go but how about god etc etc , to which i reply oh I’ve let Jesus into my heart alright and thats where he is staying until he gives in to my demands and give a big grin and see the Xians prompty walk off. Discordia got to love it
Several years ago I was walking down Eighth Avenue in New York City, probably on my way back to tnhe Port Authority Bus Station on 42nd. A wman standing on the corner suddenly brightened up at my approach. I meany REALLY brightened. It was like a light went on. Her eyes went bright, she smiled, tilted her head at an angle, her whole body language changed. It said “Hi, I REALLY Like You!”
I’m no idiot. I know this lady isn’t with the Campus Crusade for Christ. She doesn’t love me for my looks. This is a Come-On, and it’s the best one I’ve ever seen. No “Wanna Party?” or “How About a Date?” or anything cruder than that. Not a word, in fact. All she did was absolutely radiate the idea that she liked me, and wanted to get to know me better. And, yeah, I’m sure I knew her profession.
I miled a closed-mouth smile bck at her, and gave an almost imperceptible shake of my head. The Smile Factory shut down and sought business elsewhere.
Xtian 1: Oh dear, it seems that Lucifer himself has taken a hold of Culpepper’s throwing arm.
Xtian 2: Let us pray for him.
Xtian 1: Oh! A touchdown! Praise the lord!
Xtian 3: Praise the lord indeed. You’re a Minnesota fan. Quit taking the lord’s name in vain.
Back in late '78 I was riding a bus in downtown L.A. when these two gorgeous young women approached me and asked me if I wanted to attend a party with them. I was like a deer caught in a pair of headlights and couldn’t say a word. They told me about how much fun it would be because they were having this great barbeque with a lot of other young people in attendance. Finally, one of them just happened to mention that the “party” was at the Unification Church (a.k.a., the “Moonie” church) center.
At this point I immediately came to my sense and said no. However, one of them put her arm around my shoulder and again asked me if I wanted to go to their party. I was speechless again and I then lied by nodding my head in agreement. They put the invitation in my shirt pocket, said they we’re looking forward to seeing me there, and then got off the bus. Needless to say I did not go to their party but instead went home.