Today I came back from a meeting to my desk to a small paper pamphlet with a post it note on it. The Note said:
Tracy, Please accept this tract from me blah blah blah hope in the Hebrew Scriptures blah blah blah.
It didn't really have the blahs. It was really weird. It wasn't a joke. The woman who left it for me has left me gifts of tea before. We bonded when we were both suffering from insomnia. She recommended this tea her daughter turned her onto. It tastes terrible, I'm not sure if it works. I never expected that the casual work friendship would invite proselytizing.
I brought the pamphlet into my boss' office, handed it to her and whispered "what do I do?" We decided we wouldn't bring it to the other woman's boss, and instead I simply returned the pamphlet, thanked her kindly, and told her I "didn't want to go there."
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
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2 comments:
Zoiks.
That won't happen at the heathen-fest I work at, but if it ever did happen anyplace I worked, I'd get really uncomfortable. fast.
Oh, gawd, it wasn't a Chick Tract was it?!?!?!?
Where do these people come from?
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