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February 26, 2007
Help wih a capital Aitch
After taking The Dude to school this morning, I had juuuuust enough gas to get to the RaceTrac in Ft. O. I got out of the car, opened my tank, and was just about to swipe my card when I heard a voice behind me.
"Good morning!" she chirped. "You look like you just got out of bed!"
What? I thought. "No," I said. And just stood there. I let the awkwardness fall back on her. ( If you come up to me at the gas station and tell me I look like I just rolled out of bed, you've already broken social rules. I refuse to try to play conversation tennis anymore. Nope.)
Finally, she said, "My friend and I" and she gestures to her crummy conversion van parked at the next pump over, "are handing out these magazines."
I look at the cover. The title is Alive! or something like that, and I see a little side-title that says something about homeschooling. "We want to share about Jesus" she continues, but I say
"No thanks, I don't need one." And turn away. And pump my gas.
When I looked back, she was gone. So was the van. They weren't even gassing up. They just followed my car into the RaceTrac and decided That's the one! She is the one that needs Jesus!
I told the Dude about this incident this evening, and we got to laughing. Does "You look like you just got out of bed!" translate to "You look like a pathetic slob!" or "You look like you're really down on your luck...can't you afford shampoo?"
If I'd had my wits about me (and it was before my coffee, grr!), I'd have explained that I already know Jesus, and that I appreciate the offer. But I'd also have asked her what it was about me that made her think I needed help with a capital H.
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