Met that lady again; and again, I was striking the same pose; now on the steps of the administration building. So she, seeing my plight, decided to hook me up with her daughter. But there was a catch. She wanted to know what my religion was. I told her, “a bit of everything” and that the one religion with the most beautiful heaven can come claim me. I then told her the religion i go by and but tried to explain that i don’t want this religion, or any other for that matter, to define who I am. I am a human being, finito! And that I was trying to be a man of faith.
She didn’t find my way of thinking to be normal.With references to stories of other pretenders who had tried to woo her daughter (and failed for the aforementioned reason), she said goodbye and I did the same.
It was like the battle of the big P’s: principles Vs pu… and i was rooting for the latter.