So about an hour ago, I was in the checkout line at Lowes minding my own business when I felt someone poking hard on my back. I expected to turn around to see an old friend, however I was face to face with some grump old fuck. As soon as I turned around I was greeted with "You know, you're a piece of dog shit." Of course, it was all because my Trivium shirt read on the back, "Dear God, your fucking ship is sinking." Of course, it's religious. I asked him how he figured that, and somehow in all his babbling he ended up twisting the conversation into how soldiers overseas are dying and all this shit. I thanked him for allowing me to use my right to do whatever the fuck I wanted to do today. Everyone in line, including my mother thought that at this point it was pretty funny to see some old fucking man start arguing over something so trivial and immature and that I just smiled and let the stupid cunt babble on like an idiot. Little did he realize, I am actually Christian. I'm just not a "holier then thou" Christian.
Religion spreads more hate then it counters. Look at the Westboro Baptist Church for example. In their pursuit to follow their religion they have actually caused more hatred and negativity towards God then they counter.
Now, at this point, I didn't think this could get any better. I was walking out the door and he was driving away in a rusty 210 hatch that looked fairly identical to mine when I had just gotten it. I wasn't able to get my phone out quick enough to snap a picture :(
Today was a wild day.