apparently i look like a homeless heathen...

so today, i was out doing errands in a 'car-necessary' city, walking in the heat with a backpack. i figured the exercise would do me some good. lemme tell ya- i was dripping sweat, but at least it wasn't cold out.

after picking up a few items from a store, i decided to hit the gas station for a quick snack since i had managed to forget to eat today. i should explain this: i only eat when i'm hungry. so it may be at 5pm or 2am. and as much or as little as i need. this is how i can pull off eating crap food sometimes.

at the side of the station, while cars line up for the pump amidst the rush hour traffic, there is a nice small grassy patch of land with some trees to beat the heat. ignoring the 'no loitering' sign, i sat down with my diet coke and chips. hey, i was a paying customer!

i noticed a small bus in one of the parking spaces with teenagers/early 20s people inside. i figured it must be some sort of after school group. two got out for a cigarette. ok, over 18 years olds. they had gone in to get some snacks as well. eventually, they all got back in the short bus. i didn't really pay much attention since i was devouring my chips at a rapid rate. and gulping as much diet coke as i could while it stayed cold. my water bottle was empty, and i didn't want to get up for a refill from the trusty gas station bathroom sink. it was hot from walking 2-3 miles, and i was dizzy from hunger.

i guess they sat in the bus talking for awhile. i dunno how long. until the driver, an older guy with a heavy southern accent hopped out of the driver's seat.
" excuse me, miss?"
i gazed up from my soda and cigarette. he got out to approach me with a large book in hand.
" ma'am, i work with a youth group and we hand out bibles and food for the homeless. are you hungry?"
i should have said 'yes' but i had a feeling...so i nodded 'no'. i had to get somewhere else anyways. more stuff to do.
he continued on, " i would like to give you this bible to spread the word of our lord jesus christ..." he smiled, holding out the book. i could feel the eyes of the young adult christians on me. great.
" naw, man. it's cool, but i'm not christian."
he tried to tell me he wanted me to have it. i politely declined. he wasnt mean about it. actually the guy was very friendly. it was hard not to laugh. or start talking about all the x-rated f-ed up stories in that book that people worship.

he wasnt mean about it, so i had no right to go off on him. they were not yelling sinner at me or anything. but it was so...weird....

i guess i look like a homeless heathen...
on the good side: no one will rob me at a gas station.