Conversation Killers
ThatNiceMan asks: Have you ever been talking with people down the pub when somebody throws such a complete curveball (Sample WTF moment: "I wonder what it's like to get bummed") that all talk is stopped dead? Tell us!
( , Thu 12 May 2011, 12:53)
ThatNiceMan asks: Have you ever been talking with people down the pub when somebody throws such a complete curveball (Sample WTF moment: "I wonder what it's like to get bummed") that all talk is stopped dead? Tell us!
( , Thu 12 May 2011, 12:53)
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Talking to the Christians...
I walked into an office at work one day and my deeply religious Christian colleagues were mid conversation. "You know it's such a shame about Mohammed. He's such a nice guy". I hadn't been party to the chatter that preceded this, but my interest was piqued so I was compelled to ask, "Eh, Stacy. What are you on about?".
"Oh, you know Mohammed in accounts. He's such a nice guy, but he's a Muslim so he won't go to heaven. It really is a shame". The world stopped turning for a brief second as the gravity of her utterance sunk in.For a split second I weighed up whether she was being serious or not and half expected her to laugh and say "Just kidding!". But, she didn't. And when Clive, who had the plum spot next to the window, nodded in agreement and chimed in with, "Yes, yes...it's such a shame" I knew they were both being deadly serious.
What I did next surprised even me. From somewhere within my subconsciousness a voice eked it's way to my mouth and let out a hearty laugh that came from deep within my belly. Then it said, with great authority and little respect for the consequences, "You do know that God isn't real. It's all a made up story".
Somehow what little superficial friendship I had with customer returns department died an awkward and speedy death that day. And now there are two more people in the world who believe I will see out my final days in hell.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 9:31, 6 replies)
I walked into an office at work one day and my deeply religious Christian colleagues were mid conversation. "You know it's such a shame about Mohammed. He's such a nice guy". I hadn't been party to the chatter that preceded this, but my interest was piqued so I was compelled to ask, "Eh, Stacy. What are you on about?".
"Oh, you know Mohammed in accounts. He's such a nice guy, but he's a Muslim so he won't go to heaven. It really is a shame". The world stopped turning for a brief second as the gravity of her utterance sunk in.For a split second I weighed up whether she was being serious or not and half expected her to laugh and say "Just kidding!". But, she didn't. And when Clive, who had the plum spot next to the window, nodded in agreement and chimed in with, "Yes, yes...it's such a shame" I knew they were both being deadly serious.
What I did next surprised even me. From somewhere within my subconsciousness a voice eked it's way to my mouth and let out a hearty laugh that came from deep within my belly. Then it said, with great authority and little respect for the consequences, "You do know that God isn't real. It's all a made up story".
Somehow what little superficial friendship I had with customer returns department died an awkward and speedy death that day. And now there are two more people in the world who believe I will see out my final days in hell.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 9:31, 6 replies)
Agreed
Unfortunately hind sight is a luxury few of us can afford.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 13:13, closed)
Unfortunately hind sight is a luxury few of us can afford.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 13:13, closed)
The annoying thing about being an atheist
is that we don't get to say "I told you so!" to the fundies after we die.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 11:08, closed)
is that we don't get to say "I told you so!" to the fundies after we die.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 11:08, closed)
Hahaha - we had a born-again temp for us a few years back.
"Good morning, Mr Vagabond!" she said cheerily one morning, "Another day of sunshine that god has blessed us with!"
"Well, Sarah" I replied with a smile, "Every day is a step closer to death, life is meaningless, and our existence futile. That's why I drink."
The thing is, I was trying to be funny, but her face fell and I felt really terrible.
Still - it's Friday and nearly time for lunch.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 11:21, closed)
"Good morning, Mr Vagabond!" she said cheerily one morning, "Another day of sunshine that god has blessed us with!"
"Well, Sarah" I replied with a smile, "Every day is a step closer to death, life is meaningless, and our existence futile. That's why I drink."
The thing is, I was trying to be funny, but her face fell and I felt really terrible.
Still - it's Friday and nearly time for lunch.
( , Fri 13 May 2011, 11:21, closed)
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