(Meant to post this yesterday)
Okay, as far as I know, most people I am friends with here on DA knows that I am a Pagan. Have been since I was fifteen years old. There have only been two actual events where I have been discriminated against for my belief since then. My mom lectured me, but that doesn’t really count.

The first time was when I worked at the tutoring center at AIP. This kid was shoving his ‘bling’ Cross in my face screaming about Jesus. I had to force my way pass him and had the chance to vent to Frankie and Jimmy downstairs, and that was the end of it.

Today was a little more interesting. This GaRam Chwen Joo who looks like Dr. Phil walks up to me and asks me where a store is, because in Jack-ass Gold Exchange translates to Directory because I’m to f@cking lazy to read! After I say to him that the directory is by the escalator he notices my pentagram. He asks if that is what it is, and I say yes. He then tells me I’m going to answer to god and my days where numbered. Then continues to tell me he is an evangelical. Like that excuses you for being a prick.

Like I give a Hoot what the f@ck-a-doodle-do religion you are buddy. I’m all for learning about other cultures, religions, or what have you, since I like to gain knowledge in the weird, but try and force me to believe what you do, and you’ll regret it.

I truly hate most of the human race some days.

Laters