So, as I was getting out of my car to walk into my apartment this evening, I was approached by an older looking woman, about my height, carrying a fairly healthy number of pamphlets. I pretty much knew where this was going, and as she handed me one of them (which I took to be polite), I saw that she was handing out flyers about the Morman religion.
Up to this point, this was nothing unusual, and though I'm not fond of religion in general, I don't take it as a reason to be impolite to people who aren't trying to force anything on me.
This was where things became odd.
"Did you know that Jesus was Jewish?" She asked.
I paused for a moment, somewhat taken aback. Most people are aware of this, of course, but it seems a bit odd as a conversation starter. So, I responded:
"No, but I have it on good authority that he was Mexican."
She wandered away, looking somewhat frightened.
I don't play well with others.
Anyone else have interesting stories about odd conversations with strangers? :O
Up to this point, this was nothing unusual, and though I'm not fond of religion in general, I don't take it as a reason to be impolite to people who aren't trying to force anything on me.
This was where things became odd.
"Did you know that Jesus was Jewish?" She asked.
I paused for a moment, somewhat taken aback. Most people are aware of this, of course, but it seems a bit odd as a conversation starter. So, I responded:
"No, but I have it on good authority that he was Mexican."
She wandered away, looking somewhat frightened.
I don't play well with others.
Anyone else have interesting stories about odd conversations with strangers? :O

) The bar closes at 2:00 so they wouldn't let us back in, so I yelled through the fence for my friends to come out. Meanwhile, the other two people who left the bar with me walked home. So there I stood, completely obliterated, outside this bar, waiting for my drunk friends to come out. 




