This morning (like many other mornings) I went to the local 'Stop-N-Shop' to get my wife a pint - of milk. She likes to drink a bit of milk during the day.
Anyway, on my way back to the vehicle - as I got in and was reaching for the key to start it up... an elderly lady (well... probably about my age - sheesh!) with grey hair, approached my car with a handfull of magazines - and said something along the lines of...
'Pardon me sir,...'
I didn't let her finish. As soon as I saw the magazines, I knew what she was all about (no - she wasn't waiting for a friend - or thinking that I would know directions to the local museum... - which I don't). I spoke very quickly, not letting her finish - or make her schpeil.
"No thanks. Been there, done that - got the T-shirt. Don't want the t-shirt."
Her look changed to a look of puzzled amusement... "...we don't have t-shirts...' she said slowly...
"Yeah... cause you kept that too." was all I could think to quip back at her - as I put the vehicle in reverse and backed slowly away.
My wife said that the lady had the most sour-frowny look on her face.
I know... I should've gotten into a long drawn debate - but I don't do that sort of thing.
Driving away - on our way to work, I looked at the wife (who has never been a JW - but 'studied' with one a long time ago - so knows what they are all about) and said, "Darn! I wasn't thinking! I should'uv told her that I'm an apostate!"
My wife looked at me puzzled. "...yuppers...", I continued, "...if I had said that, you would have gotten to see her turn tail and run!"
Still a puzzled look on my wifes' face, I said "... cause... to a JW... an 'apostate' is someone eeeeevil! The debil himself! - even though I personally don't consider myself an 'apostate'... it sure would've been fun. Oh well... next time, perhaps."
I kinda feel sorry fer this lady... there she is... out early in the morning - it was about 7:15-ish when she was working the parking lot... trying to get her 'time' in... before she had to meet at 9-am for their 15 minutes of 'daily text'... then off into the heat of South Texas.
Regards,
Jim TX