A weekend of experiences
Oct. 12th, 2009 01:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdI had two unusual experiences this weekend
The first was Saturday. I was finishing the off-loading at Jonesboror, when a nicely dressed lady in her 60s parked her car and came over to me. She was carrying a copy of AWAKE! She smiled and asked if I would like a magazine.
I smiled back and said "No thanks. I'm pagan."
She blinked and her jaw dropped. "Pardon me?"
I smiled more broadly. "I'm pagan." She took a hesitant step back toward her Mercury.
"The religion?"
I nodded. She took a couple more rapid steps, never turning her back on me. I held up my hand, palms out, "I really don't bite."
She stuttered out something about "I just...I mean, I knew there were, but I've never met one."
I gave her my sweetest smile. "I know. We tend to be quiet. Christians have a lot of weird ideas. Really, we just have a two-parent spiritual family, Mother and Father."
She cleared the last three steps, slammed her car door and peeled out.
****
The second was in Wal-Mart today. I had a Writer Moment.
We were looking at the books. and I'm mumbling about "Ooo, Mallory's new one. I may have to buy that from her in person. Cassie Edwards? They're still publishing that plagarizing bitch?"
Mudd looked at me. "Do you know everyone on the rack? Is the romance world really that small?"
I blinked and said "Kinda?" Then it hit me, I'd been acting like I was in a con's dealer room.
Mudd just shook his head. "I'm married to a writer."
The first was Saturday. I was finishing the off-loading at Jonesboror, when a nicely dressed lady in her 60s parked her car and came over to me. She was carrying a copy of AWAKE! She smiled and asked if I would like a magazine.
I smiled back and said "No thanks. I'm pagan."
She blinked and her jaw dropped. "Pardon me?"
I smiled more broadly. "I'm pagan." She took a hesitant step back toward her Mercury.
"The religion?"
I nodded. She took a couple more rapid steps, never turning her back on me. I held up my hand, palms out, "I really don't bite."
She stuttered out something about "I just...I mean, I knew there were, but I've never met one."
I gave her my sweetest smile. "I know. We tend to be quiet. Christians have a lot of weird ideas. Really, we just have a two-parent spiritual family, Mother and Father."
She cleared the last three steps, slammed her car door and peeled out.
****
The second was in Wal-Mart today. I had a Writer Moment.
We were looking at the books. and I'm mumbling about "Ooo, Mallory's new one. I may have to buy that from her in person. Cassie Edwards? They're still publishing that plagarizing bitch?"
Mudd looked at me. "Do you know everyone on the rack? Is the romance world really that small?"
I blinked and said "Kinda?" Then it hit me, I'd been acting like I was in a con's dealer room.
Mudd just shook his head. "I'm married to a writer."
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