Where I work, I always run into this AV guy getting conference rooms ready while I’m setting up the catering. He and I always joke that we’re actually just stalking each other because of how frequently we run into one another.
So today, like most days, I run in to him, we laugh and say hello, and I go back to busing out the order so I can put out the new food while he leaves to keep doing whatever it is that he does. B is gone for maybe 10 seconds when he comes back, looks me straight in the eyes and asks if I believe in Jesus Christ. I politely tell him that I don’t, which causes him to look slightly crestfallen for a few seconds. It’s a quick recovery though, when he asks if I would mind if he prayed for me because when he walked away he said he felt this overwhelming urge to come back and pray for me. I’m pretty busy and I need to get back to work, so I tell him that I don’t really believe in that thing, so I don’t personally feel like I need a prayer, but if he wants to include me in one later, sure, go ahead, if that’s what you want to do.
Instead, he touches my shoulder and starts praying right then and there, asking God to watch out over me and to protect me, etc.
If I was just in my street clothes, I wouldn’t have really cared. I would have been thrown off by it still, but whatever. But dude, we’re both in our uniforms right now, and there are clients all around us. Is this really the best time? So he walks off, as happy as can be, while I’m left looking around like “wtf, did that really just happen?”
Also, how come religious people always seem to find me? In college trying to study, they would always find me hidden away in some corner of the library, to the point where I stopped studying in the libraries. When I was running a garage sale, someone gave me a bunch of pamphlets about the rapture. And now this?
Come on guys, do this stuff when I’m not busy trying to do shit.