We all know what a god-fearing woman I am ………. oh wait…….. that’s not me at all. 😉 Sure, I totally believe in ‘doing unto others’ and all that jazz, it’s just that organized religion isn’t really my thing. If you have a good heart, treat people well and conduct yourself in respectful manner, then we’re all good. This post isn’t about the pros and cons of organized religion though. It’s about Mormon Missionaries. We have a lot of them in town. I don’t know why. Maybe Phoenix is a town full of heathens in need of being saved. Whatever. You know, if you’ve ever seen one of these guys, that they dress very nicely in either black or navy slacks, a white button down, a tie and a backpack with which I can only assume they carry their ‘saviour tools’ (no, not the sort of tools that I date off the internet either). Sometimes you see them standing on street corners, but most times you see them riding their bikes around town. In their proper slacks & shirt & tie & backpack. And helmet. And it occurred to me today as I was speeding past one of them that they really do look like special ed kids when peddling around town like that. I’m just sayin’ …….
Yeah, I know, they are saving a very special spot for me front row center in hell ……….. I’m planning on bringing marshmallows to roast 😉