Ya know, you can’t make up stuff like this.
So I was at my local casino and had just finished a nice buffet lunch, went to the restroom and – well, let’s not digress into TMI here – but then it came time to reach for the toilet paper. I pulled and about 5 sheets down (sorry Sheryl Crow, I am a wasteful person) there was a little post-it note with small writing on it.
I got out my glasses and, considering I was already seated comfortably, proceeded to read the post-it note.
Now, to be honest, I seriously expected this to be a note from Larry Craig or someone like him, offering me a wild sexual escapade if I tapped my foot to the tune of “Clang Clang Clang Went The Trolley”.
No – that was not the case.
Someone had actually written, in teeny-tiny script, some quote from the Bible and suggested this could be my path to redemption.
Hmm…this person’s mind must truly work in mysterious ways if they think that a good time for spiritual conversion is when I am sitting, with my pants off, in a stall, in a men’s room, in a casino.
I did, however, peek through the crack in the stall door to make sure two smiling guys in white shirts were not waiting to present me with a copy of The Watchtower.
It was safe. I quickly washed my hands and fled the Christian science lavatory reading room.
I just feel it is my civic duty to warn you all of a cult of strange men who hang out in public restrooms, preying on men with their pants down and trying to convert them.