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Hey, I remember you from my lurking over at rec.games.frp.dnd. Howdy!
You still hang out over there?

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"Erica" <scribe53151nospam@yahoo.com> wrote in
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The poor girl was trapped behind the counter. It's not like she can
just walk away.

Perhaps. However, she is perfectly justified in saying "Let me get my
manager for you." Her employer is *required* *by* *law* to protect
her

from

offensive customers. Hostile work environment, and all.

--
Terry Austin
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Roleplaying Stuff

That might have worked if it wasn't a "one employee at a time" small
coffee house. She was on her own.

If it had gotten too intense (ie.
loud enough for me to hear) I would have stepped in.

Hey, I remember you from my lurking over at rec.games.frp.dnd. Howdy!
You still hang out over there?

"Mark K. Bilbo" <y@hoo.com-amikchi> wrote in message news:<pan.2004.01.29.14.15.18.230213@hoo.com-amikchi>...

And so upon Thu, 29 Jan 2004 01:18:50 -0600 didst Erica speak thusly:

I was in my favorite coffeehouse over the weekend, working on some
proofreading, when I became vaguely aware that there was a fairly intense
discussion going on between a customer and the girl behind the counter. From
the few words I was picking up, it sounded religious. I almost joined in,
but couldn't find a non-dorky way to just barge in, so I continued reading.

After the woman's car alarm just started going off for apparently no reason,
which got her out of the coffeehouse pretty quickly, one of the other
patrons asked Coffeegirl if the woman had been trying to convert her or
something. Ayep, came the reply.

Apparently after asking how long the girl had been working at the shop, the
woman launched into "Do you know where you're going after you die?"

I told the girl that the next time someone asked her such a question, she
should say "An island off of Tahiti."

It's actually a "none of your dang business" sort of question really.

The thing that bugged me the most was when the girl said that she'd actually
indicated that she went to church and so had her own beliefs. The woman had
started to quiz her. What...it doesn't count unless it matches her church
and her beliefs?

The poor girl was trapped behind the counter. It's not like she can just
walk away. I teased her that the car alarm horn going off was actually God's
way of getting the woman to shaddup. As George Carlin used to say "Would you
want someone like that going around describing *you*?"

Gromph. I hate that. I really, really hate that.

The little town I grew up in had a United Pentecostal camp just on the
edge of town. I mean a *BIG* camp. They'd descend on us every summer in
*droves for religious retreats and such.

(Small tangent: guys always told me that was the best time and place to
pick up women for sex. <g>)

Friend of mine from school (I was in HS then) ended up in a situation like
that. Tons of UPC folk descended on the steak house she worked in. Some
woman in line asked her where she went to church. She named some local
Baptist church. So, of course, the woman said "you know you're going to
hell?"

Without missing a beat, my friend replied "Save me a spot!"

Is this camp in NC by chance? I had a discussion about some kind of
camp in NC recently, but we couldn't figure out which
sect/denomination it was.

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Erica <scribe53151nospam@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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I was in my favorite coffeehouse over the weekend, working on some
proofreading, when I became vaguely aware that there was a fairly

intense

discussion going on between a customer and the girl behind the counter.
From the few words I was picking up, it sounded religious. I almost
joined in, but couldn't find a non-dorky way to just barge in, so I
continued reading.

After the woman's car alarm just started going off for apparently no
reason, which got her out of the coffeehouse pretty quickly, one of the
other patrons asked Coffeegirl if the woman had been trying to convert
her or something. Ayep, came the reply.

Apparently after asking how long the girl had been working at the shop,
the woman launched into "Do you know where you're going after you die?"

I told the girl that the next time someone asked her such a question,

she

should say "An island off of Tahiti."

It's actually a "none of your dang business" sort of question really.

The thing that bugged me the most was when the girl said that she'd
actually indicated that she went to church and so had her own beliefs.
The woman had started to quiz her. What...it doesn't count unless it
matches her church and her beliefs?

The poor girl was trapped behind the counter. It's not like she can just
walk away. I teased her that the car alarm horn going off was actually
God's way of getting the woman to shaddup. As George Carlin used to say
"Would you want someone like that going around describing *you*?"

Gromph. I hate that. I really, really hate that.

I would think that's not too hard a situation to get out of: Just say
something like, "I'm sorry, I have other customers to serve and I can't
talk about this with you right now." Of course, the bible-thumper might
just wait until there was no one at the counter at the moment...

This is why atheists in general need to speak up more often. I think the
best way for us to cultivate a good public image is to be there to repel
obnoxious proselytizers. ;)

--

It wouldn't do any harm to the image of a theist either to repel the
occasional obnoxious proselytizers. ;-)

If only she'd had other customers. It wasn't that busy. Just a quiet little
place to read and have cup after cup of coffee.

The two worst places for me were at college and on street corners. Right in
front of our local downtown mall is a favorite spot, because the pedestrian
has to wait for the light to change.

I've gotten the question "Are you a Christian" to which I have been known to
answer "Yes."

They don't know what to do with that answer sometimes. I've gotten the
response, "Then why aren't you out here doing what you're supposed to do."
Either that or "Well, do you believe that Jesus died for your sins and is he
your personal savior?" or somesuch. So, in the time it takes to wait for a
light to change from red to green, this person is going to determine if I'm
saved to his satisfaction or if more proselytizing is needed.

I think nowadays I'd have the wherewithall to say to the person "Let me get
this straight. You believe in God, but you don't trust him enough to wait
for the subject to come up naturally in conversation. Instead, you take
matters into you own hands, and cram it down people's throats. Don't you
realize that 9 times out of 10 you're having the OPPOSITE effect?"

Maybe I would. I don't think it would come out that coherent. I don't think
well under pressure.

TV's Yang wrote:

On Thu, 29 Jan 2004 01:18:50 -0600, "Erica"
<scribe53151nospam@yahoo.com> wrote:

The poor girl was trapped behind the counter. It's not like she can
just walk away. I teased her that the car alarm horn going off was
actually God's way of getting the woman to shaddup. As George Carlin
used to say "Would you want someone like that going around
describing *you*?"

That's a dirty way of proslytizing. The coffeegirls's job is on the
line and she can't just blow off the Christian customer.

If that were to happen to me, I would have exchanged phone numbers or
something. Then, after work, I would go off on the xer.