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Religious Repellant

qayak

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This morning I drove my daughter to work at 6:30 a.m. I figured it would be a perfect time to get a little light reading in so I took one of the books from her criminology class with me. My plan was to get myself a coffee, enjoy the morning, watch a few lovely ladies and educate myself a little regarding crime and punishment.

So, after about 20 minutes, the book was good enough that I was no longer even noticing the ladies walking by and that says something! Anyway, I hear a voice that says "Excuse me!"

I look up and there is a middle aged man dressed very casually. He asks me if I know the bus system in the community because he is from out of town. I explain to him that I have never riden the buses but one block away there is the main hub for buses and the information is all posted there.

He then explains that he needs a bus up to the Ferndale Institute which is a minimum security prison. He said he had some time to wait as visiting hours did not start until 11:00 am. I once again explained to him where he could get the information.

He thanked me for the information and then there was a long pause as he stood looking at me expectantly. He picked the wrong guy to do that to because I have this flaw, or at least a lot of people think it is a flaw. I have no intuition as to what people are thinking. If you stare at me expecting me to know what I should do next based on yur demeanor, body language or telepathy, I will stare right back at you. I used to try figure it out. It was very stressful to know that what was perfectly obvious to everyone alse, was way beyond my ability to comprehend. I tried guessing but that is really a crap shoot. Guessing with any hope of getting something right requires that you understand enough to narrow the choices down to a reasonable number and then make the best choice from the few, based on the context of the situation. I can say it, but I can't do it. At this point in my life, I don't even try anymore. If they don't say what they are thinking, I don't ask or otherwise attempt to figure it out. This has apparently affected my dating life as many people will tell me that some woman is interested and yet I have no clue what they are talking about. But, I digress.

Anyway, this guy stands there for a minute. I maintain eye contact but am only thinking about getting back to my book. He then begins to turn away and I look down at my book. Quickly he turns back and says "You seem like a reader!" Which is pretty silly when you think about it because I have a book in my hand which I was obviously reading before he interrupted. "You might be interested in this" he continues. Reaching into his pocket he pulls out a little plastic case with what look like business cards in it. He pulls out two and hands them to me. "These are from the greatest book ever written, do you know what book I am talking about?"

I said "Yes, the greatest book ever written is whichever one I happen to be reading at the moment. How did you know that I would be reading this book and not one of the other greatest books ever written in my collection? And how did you get those business cards printed up at before 7:00 am?

My joke goes right over his head which doesn't surprise me because without looking at the business cards I know they will have religious quotes and religious people tend not to have much of a sense of humour. I have already deduced that there are only two reasons to visit a prison. One, you have a friend there and two, you are going to try convert people to your religion. Let's face it, people who have friends in prison carry stuff in plastic containers but it a bunch of business cards! (He could possibly have been an escapee but the chances of him going back to visit were pretty slim I figured.) Up until he pulled out the cards and made the "best book ever written" remark, I was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt and believe that he was visiting a friend.

"Yes, they are from the bible!"

Wait a minute! I didn't guess the bible. Why is it that people who's reading material is limited to the bible or things directly relating to the bible, automatically assume that everyone else's reading material is the same?

Another problem I have is that my mother taught me to be polite to everyone so I say, "thanks" as I accept the cards. There is another expectant pause like this guy expected me to ask him to sit down, buy him a coffee and engage in a long conversation about how great his particular religion is. Hey! My mother raised a polite kid, not a stupid one!

So he wanders over to a window and stares off into the heavens and I go back to reading my book. Except, I don't. In fact, I can't. I start thinking that there must be more wrong with me than just my complete lack of intuition and my politeness because I get a lot of religious people trying to engage me in religious discussions and almost all of them automatically assume that I am a devout christian. It is like one of my sisters tied christian zealot bait around my neck. "It is invisible, odourless and tasteless but it attracts christians like flies!"

This is actually a joke with one of my friends. We often travel together and everytime we do these people start talking to me and she has more ammunition to harrass me with. She then goes home and tells her husband which leads to both of them harrassing me. The funny thing is that my friend was brought up strict catholic which, although it pretty much gives me all the ammunition I need to counter her ribbing, seems to be lost on the religious people we meet. I want to scream at them "I DON'T BELIEVE! I HAVE ONLY BEEN TO CHURCH ONCE AND I GOT KICKED OUT OF SUNDAY SCHOOL THE ONE TIME I ATTENDED, SO WHY DON'T YOU GO BUG THE LITTLE Catholic GIRL OVER THERE?" But, I don't. I politely listen to their spiel and then tell them I am not interested. All the while my friend stands behind them and makes faces at me over their shoulder. Not fit behaviour for a 45 year old woman if you ask me!

I am hoping that one of the learned members of this forum can steer me towards a religious repellant. Something that will make it unnecessary for me to engage these people in conversation. I want them to walk into any room that I am in and automatically go to the most distant point from me and I want it to be completely unoffensive to everyone else. In fact, I will pay extra if I can get a religious repellant/hot babe attracter along the lines of those sun screen/bug repellants you can buy. I don't want a t-shirt that says Jesus Sucks or anthing like that. It will get me either shot or into more lame conversations. Hard to tell which is worse!

I also think it should be long lasting like those 12 hour deodorants. One application in the morning after my shower and I am protected until I return to the refuge of my home in the evening.

And spray on! It should be available in an aerosol can for convenience. Maybe, it could be put into the laundry so that it permeates my clothing. . . . wait a minute! No that won't work because then I would not be protected should I choose to visit a nude beach. Spray on is best I think.

Other than that, I leave the details up to you!
 
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Just glare wildly, bare your teeth, and hiss at them. Works like a charm when I need to fend off people trying to sell me things. I wouldn't actually start ripping people's heads off and feeding on the goo within, but apparently I look like I might give it a damn good try.
 
It isn't impolite to say, "I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about religion right now." That works, more often than not.

For those who are more persistent, if you can't bear to follow the monkey strategy, you might try, "My partner is always trying to convert me, but he says I would have to become monogamous. Say, I could meat you at (gay bar name) at 5:00 to talk about this. It doesn't get crowded until 9:00, and I have a feeling we won't take that long talking."
 
I am hoping that one of the learned members of this forum can steer me towards a religious repellant. Something that will make it unnecessary for me to engage these people in conversation. I want them to walk into any room that I am in and automatically go to the most distant point from me...

Become a goth :p
 
For those who are more persistent, if you can't bear to follow the monkey strategy, you might try, "My partner is always trying to convert me, but he says I would have to become monogamous. Say, I could meat you at (gay bar name) at 5:00 to talk about this. It doesn't get crowded until 9:00, and I have a feeling we won't take that long talking."

Ummm...yeah.;)
 
Yes, I find most religion repellent..why..
Oh.

I see.


Well.


The Goth thing works well, and can get you a few chicks along the way. I usually glare at them with all the hate and rage I can muster. (Quite a little bit, actually.) This usually makes them swallow hard a few times and go away. Chicks dig power.

Either that, or come up with your own religious patter and start trying to convert them to your religion. This usually pisses them off, and might impress a girl or two in the process.

Oh, and don't refer to them as 'chicks'. Tends to interrupt the dating process.
 
Okay, some good suggestions here but each has a problem.

Forehead tattoos. . . well, nothing wrong with that except that the pentagram might not fit with the motif I already have going. See pics.

http://www.manwoman.net/manny/fronttattoo.jpg

http://www.manwoman.net/manny/backtattoo.jpg

Disclaimer: That's not really me. It is an artist I know who also happens to have the award as "Strangest Person I have Met." And yes, that is a vagina on his forehead!

Taking a religious person to a gay bar. . . what kind of person do you think I am? That just wouldn't be nice to gay people, what have they ever done to deserve that punishment?

The Evolvefish soap is a great idea but apparently it is just regular soap in a (r)evolutionary new shape. I need something a little more powerful.

And politely saying "I don't want to talk about religion" hasn't been working which is why I am in search of a repellant.
 
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The Goth thing works well, and can get you a few chicks along the way. I usually glare at them with all the hate and rage I can muster. (Quite a little bit, actually.) This usually makes them swallow hard a few times and go away. Chicks dig power.

Are the Goth people the ones dressed in black with their skin the colour of White-Out? Basically, the girls that look like the hell spawn of Catholic school girl pornstars? I think I might be a little old for that look. It works for Ozzy Osbourn but I ain't Ozzy!

Either that, or come up with your own religious patter and start trying to convert them to your religion. This usually pisses them off, and might impress a girl or two in the process.

Tried that. Couldn't get tax exemption staus for the Church of the Holy Wooden Mallet. I was also having trouble with the fact that there are only a few religious words that rhyme with mallet and hammer. It is hard to write hymns and prayers under those conditions.

Oh, and don't refer to them as 'chicks'. Tends to interrupt the dating process.

I was going to say "broads" but that was the generation before mine and I just can't bring myself to use the current euphamism of "biotch." I could call them women but you and I both know that women don't pay attention to you if you are nice to them. Chicks like the bad boy, rebel type. It's in their genes. :D :D :D
 
When in doubt, cut one.

The religious will turn up their noses and leave, and the women who stay are probably worth striking up a conversation with.

(n.b. I'm not talking about slashing with a knife. I'm talking about a methane release program.)
 
qayak, that was a well written story, not sure how to comment other than I enjoyed it - more the writing than the actual story, a brushstrokes vs. portrait thing.
thanks.
Self.
 
I think you should start carrying your books in one of those 'lil tote bags. About the only thing people use them for are Bibles, but you can fit most good books in one. The bible guys will think you are already saved and won't bother you except to wave, and frankly the babes seem to dig the Bible guy thing. I suspect it has something to do with the excitement of being with someone who thinks they might vanish any moment.
 
Either that, or come up with your own religious patter and start trying to convert them to your religion. This usually pisses them off, and might impress a girl or two in the process.

What I've found is that if I label myself as an atheist, the religious nutters see that as a challenge. If I label myself as a Buddhist, they give up.
 
Okay, some good suggestions here but each has a problem.
Taking a religious person to a gay bar. . . what kind of person do you think I am? That just wouldn't be nice to gay people, what have they ever done to deserve that punishment?

Hmmm. Hadn't thought of that. He might actually go, hoping to "go where the sinners are." My basic thought was that you just start trying to hit on him, which would creep him out.

Well, if they are persistent enough that politeness doesn't work, and you aren't willing to go for just plain rudeness, you're stuck. I eventually decided just plain rudeness was ok for telephone solicitors, after one "I'm not interested" I just hang up the phone.

I have found one thing that works with Jehovah's Witnesses. Sometimes, they bring their children. Start preaching some form of Satanism to the kids, (you know, Satanism, like Buddhism, or atheism, or Catholicism, which are all brands of Satanism to a J.W.) and they do leave.
 
Well, if they are persistent enough that politeness doesn't work, and you aren't willing to go for just plain rudeness, you're stuck. I eventually decided just plain rudeness was ok for telephone solicitors, after one "I'm not interested" I just hang up the phone.

This is a good point and I will have to think about it. A religious person pushing their religion is just another form of solicitor. Hmmmmm.........

It would still be hard for me to be rude but, no one ever said life was going to be easy. ;)
 
Is there a brimstone scented spray?

What I find most annoying about situations like the one you describe is their assumption that, as an atheist, I must be a miserable, lonely, thoroughly unhappy person. They assume that I don't believe because I've simply never been exposed to Christianity or that I had some horrible experience with someone religious in the past. They're floored when I tell them that I've read the Bible from cover to cover, was raised as a Christian, and that some of my dearest friends and family are Christians.

Steven
 
I have the same problem with religious people and those who want to sell life insurance and multi-level marketing and other BS. I don't know how to keep people from asking but I have very good method for getting them to leave me alone once they start the encounter. It goes something like this.

I smile and say something to the effect of, "I respect people's right to be religious. I was once religious myself and served a two year mission spreading Christs message. I believe in being polite and courteous but I also believe in the right to be left alone. I'm happy to wish you a happy day and we can part on good terms. However, if you persist I'm going to become rude and belligerent and I assure you that you will not like it. The choice is yours." (I change this based on the context of course.)

I've used it many times and only once did someone choose to engage me. He left shortly thereafter confident in the knowledge that he did not choose wisely. You see, I believe that if a person chooses to ignore a kind and sincere warning then that person is fair game for a verbal assault.
 
What I find most annoying about situations like the one you describe is their assumption that, as an atheist, I must be a miserable, lonely, thoroughly unhappy person.

Yes, I get that a lot. Then I tell them that it's not so bad, I can lie all I want, sleep in on Sundays, eat whatever I feel like. Oh, and have tons of guilt-free sex with all sorts of people, sometimes simultaneously. All without worrying about what gods might think or do. Every carnal impulse, cheerfully fulfilled without a twinge of conscience, limited only by imagination and the laws of physics and sometimes the county.

Sometimes they run off after that, and sometimes they give me their phone number.
 

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