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I am patiently waiting for the delivery of my over-grooming cat’s e-collar. UPS tracking says it will arrive today!
The doorbell rings!
I run downstairs… Old couple in their 60s looking pretty religious. They’ve seen me through the window. I groan, open the door. I could be drinking my coffee that I left sitting on the counter, expecting a man in brown who brings joy to my life, but no.
She opens with, “It looks like we’ve caught you at a bad time. We’re doing some volunteer work…”
She whips out some Monet-printed fliers with big, all-caps lettering. This is so about Jesus.
“Is this about Jesus?” I ask.
“We are Christians.”
“Oh, sorry, this whole house is Atheist.”
“The whole house.”
“The whole house.”
“Well, maybe next time you’ll want to talk about it.”
They thank me, and leave.
Its pretty doubtful that I’ll want to talk about it next time.
Or ever.
Jesus doesn’t deliver from Amazon.
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