Went out exploring around my house. I was so very excited to see there is a Salvation Army in my neighborhood.

It was awkward when I went in. They asked if I was there for the “Youth Outreach Program.”

“No, just browsing” I said.

Then they asked if I would like to attend one of their services that would be starting any minute.

I replied “Isn’t this a thrift store?”

“No, no, this is a place of worship.” She told me, her eyes all full-up with Jesus.

“Oh my…” You see, I’m not a religious man, it’s very awkward for me when I accidentally walk right into the lions den.

It was like they had ESP. Random people moved to block the exits in the name of Fellowship. It was like a bad episode of Intervention.

I tried to act as polite as possible, as I’m looking for the exit signs.

They knew what I was trying to do. Bullets of sweat were running into my eyes, and they knew they could convert me through pressure. I’m weak, sure I’m an atheist, but by golly, I’ll convert to anything to avoid having to talk about it!

However, In the end I prevailed. The bells rang, and they invited me into the service. I said, “I’d love to join you,” and ran as fast as I could out the way I came in.

Another victory for yours truly.

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