Yeah. They came around quite regularly where I used to live. Only made the mistake of opening once, and I was too polite to ask them to leave. They told me about the new threat to society. Called something like... atheists! Had I ever heard about those? I... smiled ans nodded until they left... didn't have the heart to tell them I was one of the bad guys.
It never seems I can do anything right on my own, I supposedly have a brain but it doesnt' seem like it likes to function independently. everything I do, seems wrong.
I feel like that a lot. So much so that I have to keep a diary of my achievements. It sounds like tooting my own horn but when self esteem is that low you kinda hold onto the bad way too easily.
My step-grandad told me that they once came by when he was mowing the lawn, many years ago. The Jehovah's Witness walked with him as he mowed, showing him a pamphlet, and my step-grandad kept pointing to bits and saying he didn't understand them, asking questions, etc. After two hours, the JW left of his own accord.
There are a lot of aggressively religious people in my mom's town, which is annoying because I believe spirituality is personal and don't believe in religious evangelism. So I have a variety of responses depending on how aggressive the person is and how well I like the person doing the interrogation. The response that tends to work best is a warm "No thank you, I'm Buddhist" but I have, at times, had to get rude to get them to leave me alone when they've literally cornered me. One thing I've said is, "Oh, I worship Satan. I'll be praying for you really, really hard." Another time, when my mom was dying of cancer there was a lady I'd just met who would not let up and was literally taking my time away from my mom's deathbed. Finally, I asked her what her favorite sexual position was, and when she was horrified, I said, "Yeah, well, now you know how I feel about your invasive questions."
I grew up in a very religious little town. One of my friend's dad was a professor of Biblical Archeology at a local Christian college. He was a nice guy and didn't push his views on me, even though he knew that A) I didn't share them and B) I was hanging around with his daughter. But oh did he know not only his Bible, but all of the arguments for and against it, at both a personal, historical, and hermeneutic level. So when the Jehovah's Witnesses came a-callin', he just smiled sweetly and invited them in.
That, I respect. Live and let live, people! ETA: *shakes Ash's hand* Nice to meet ya. My grandfather was a circuit preacher who founded our church. (ETA: Or I should say, their church. I managed to evade being baptized.)
Fine I will play the other side with a jest. (Cereal though, I like a good cohesive community that is diverse and rich.)
Our 19 year old beloved kitty Sherbert passed away this evening. He's been having a rough go of it lately, mostly sleeping and really only getting up to eat and do his business in the litterbox. He came into the kitchen for his dinner and started stumbling around and breathing heavily, and then just laid down and passed over. I decided to call into work tomorrow because I'm going to have to call my daughter at school to tell her and it's going to be awful - he has been her baby since we brought him home 15 years ago. This February abso-fucking-lutely sucks. My day job is on shaky ground due to an acquisition, the weather has been the worst, and now my cat is dead. What the actual F, universe?
It does sometimes feel like the universe piles it on, doesn't it? Sorry about your kitty—it's hard losing a loved one after 15 years, for sure—and also sorry about the bad patch you're going through just now regarding your job. I hope that settles, because it can be extremely stressful not knowing what to expect. Weather? Well, that will certainly pass, and hopefully leave you with no aftereffects. Hang in there, and wait for the wheel.
I would have loved to have been a fly on that wall during that meeting. Actually, a fly with a camcorder for uploading to YouTube later.
Sorry to hear that. Losing a pet isn't easy, especially when they've been around the family for so long and also when you have to be the bearer of the bad news to your daughter. That really sucks. On the hopefully brighter side, March is looking a lot less daunting!
I’m so sorry for your family’s loss, LK. There are no words to offer (so much for writing skills ), but I’m sending you lots of good vibes that your 2019 gets better soon.