
My roommate at the time, who is in fact a Protestant who’s “been born again” was like “yeah I knew he wasn’t gonna take your answer but it was too late once you’d said it” lmao We’re also in the South, and when I get mad my Yankee starts coming out in my accent, and I think that’s what made the lady missionary pull the dude one away from me.
Oh yeah dude in the grocery store was also yammering about how Jesus got him off drugs and alcohol, which saved his life. Like, that’s great for you man, sincerely. But I also don’t like the implication that you falsely clocked me as an alcoholic/drug addict just because I had long hair and a 36-pack of Coronas in my cart.