Work Stories: Episode 63: I'm Talking to You
Previously on Work Stories, I wrote about a weird guy who
came up and asked if he could get the walking record because he’d been walking
for years, even though I could see a car key in his hand. It’s one of many times that someone has
approached me while I was working and started talking in a way that I find
crazy. I could go with another one from
this past week for this week’s Work Story, but why would I want to do the same
thing twice in a row? I’m going to find
something else to write about this week.
But what am I going to write about this week? I’m not sure right now. While writing this paragraph, I will figure
it out. Ah, yes. I’ve got it.
I have the perfect one to come after last week’s walking guy. It involves me walking, but not for walking’s
sake. I was walking to go get something
to eat. That’s what this week’s Work
Story will be all about. Hold onto your
butts because you’re about to get something!
There are many times that I don’t bring anything to eat at
work. Usually it’s because I’m too lazy
to make something before work. The odd
time, the reason behind not bringing something to eat is because I can’t find
any clean containers to hold the food. I’m
not going to bring loose food to work and hope it doesn’t get covered in
bacteria or something. Nope. Not going to happen. If I’m going to take food to work, it needs
the container. I don’t know why I spent
so much time on that detail.
What do I do for food if I didn’t bring a lunch? There are places to get food around my
work. There is a Wendy’s across the
street, some pizza places, Ruby Tuesday is upstairs, and around the corner is a
whole street of restaurants. One of the
restaurants is Subway, which is more of a fast food place, but oh well. That’s still a restaurant. Most of the time I go there because I like
Subway. Deal with it. They make delicious sandwiches and I don’t
find them too expensive.
One day, I didn’t bring lunch. You didn’t see that coming, did you? I decided to go to Subway to get something to
eat. That means I had to go up the
street to the stoplights and cross to where Subway is. So I headed out from work and up the
street. When I got to the corner where
the stoplights are, there was something different. It wasn’t the look of the place. People were crossing the street normally and everything
looked the same. Instead, there was a
difference in what it sounded like.
Usually, I can hear music from the places around the intersection. This day was different.
What was it that I heard when I approached the
intersection? There was a man with a
microphone and a speaker. He was
standing at the corner preaching religion.
He was trying to force it upon anybody who was walking by. He wanted people to hear the word of his God and
go into his religion with him. He had a
guy with him and that guy was handing out cards about religion. This is what was happening on the street
corner. This is why I couldn’t hear the
music.
So I went and got my food, trying as much as possible to
avoid the guy who was preaching his religious beliefs to the public. When I came back, he was still preaching away. The other guy was still handing out
cards. As I walked by, trying to ignore
them as best I could, I heard the greatest thing I’ve ever heard from a
street-side preacher.
“When you turn your back on God, it is like you are spitting
right in his face.”
That made me laugh.
The fact that I laughed at this might seem disrespectful to some of you,
but I found it funny. I can’t help
that. The way that the phrase was
worded, and the way that the preacher guy shouted it was funny to me. I’ve never heard something like that
before. Perhaps because I don’t
encounter religion all that much in my life.
Perhaps I don’t pay enough attention.
Either way, I still found that to be an outrageous thing to hear.
That’s this week’s Work Story. I really didn’t have anywhere else to go with
it, so I stopped. At least I didn’t pull
the same thing as The Devil Inside and put a website there for if you wanted
any more information. That’s all I’ve
got this week. Next time, I’ll write
about another thing that I’m not sure about yet.
Until then, there’s a leek in the boat!
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