Variation On A Theme...
Mar. 23rd, 2005 02:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
badstarThis one I might actually consider motivation to not wear a particular piece of jewelery....
So yesterday, I'm down by the harbor, waiting for a bus, minding my own business and this girl comes up to ask if I know the time. I told her.
And she's suddenly going balistic...it kinda goes like this...
Her- "Oh my god! A witch?"
Me (suspecting that I know what's next, wanting to have a few giggles out of the exchange)- "A witch? Oh My god, where?" (I also jumped up and looked around frantically)
Her-"You, duh. You're a witch."
Me- "No I'm not."
Her- "Yes. You are. Hey, have you seen the latest Silver Ravenwolf book?"
Me- "No I'm not. No I haven't"
Her- "Yes, you are. That's so cool! You're wearing one of those penta-whatsits. That means you are a witch. Can I join your coven? Hey, could you teach me a spell to make this guy fall in love with me? Oh, and you have to see the book. You probably have the rest of her books though riight?"
Me- "I'm not a witch. I don't belong to a coven. I don't do spells. Me wearing the peenta-whatsit doesn't make me a witch any more than you wearing that cross makes you a Christian. I do now own, nor have I ever even read a book by Silver Ravenwolf."
(I contemplated telling her that I was a Christian wearing a pentacle to signifiy the 5 Wounds of Christ, and that the flame was symbolic of the flames that Paul (I think) saw above the heads of Christs followers....and I can't remember now what book of the bible that came from...but I thought that was going to far. Plus, I was afraid her brain would explode. I didn't want exploded brain bits on me.)
Her- gives me an injured look. "Well if you're not a witch, then what...oh nevermind, you're not going to tell me, you want to be all smug and superior and secret." Stomps off before I can respond. Other people standing by look kinda confused and not really sure what to say. I go back to reading.
I must have Moron Magnets imbedded in my skin.
So yesterday, I'm down by the harbor, waiting for a bus, minding my own business and this girl comes up to ask if I know the time. I told her.
And she's suddenly going balistic...it kinda goes like this...
Her- "Oh my god! A witch?"
Me (suspecting that I know what's next, wanting to have a few giggles out of the exchange)- "A witch? Oh My god, where?" (I also jumped up and looked around frantically)
Her-"You, duh. You're a witch."
Me- "No I'm not."
Her- "Yes. You are. Hey, have you seen the latest Silver Ravenwolf book?"
Me- "No I'm not. No I haven't"
Her- "Yes, you are. That's so cool! You're wearing one of those penta-whatsits. That means you are a witch. Can I join your coven? Hey, could you teach me a spell to make this guy fall in love with me? Oh, and you have to see the book. You probably have the rest of her books though riight?"
Me- "I'm not a witch. I don't belong to a coven. I don't do spells. Me wearing the peenta-whatsit doesn't make me a witch any more than you wearing that cross makes you a Christian. I do now own, nor have I ever even read a book by Silver Ravenwolf."
(I contemplated telling her that I was a Christian wearing a pentacle to signifiy the 5 Wounds of Christ, and that the flame was symbolic of the flames that Paul (I think) saw above the heads of Christs followers....and I can't remember now what book of the bible that came from...but I thought that was going to far. Plus, I was afraid her brain would explode. I didn't want exploded brain bits on me.)
Her- gives me an injured look. "Well if you're not a witch, then what...oh nevermind, you're not going to tell me, you want to be all smug and superior and secret." Stomps off before I can respond. Other people standing by look kinda confused and not really sure what to say. I go back to reading.
I must have Moron Magnets imbedded in my skin.
