ok, here is the deal...
my son has a learner's permit
for which he is required to have
accrued 30 hours of driving time,
10 hours of which must be at night,
by the time he takes his driving test
our fledgling PFLAG meeting ended
shortly after 9 pm this evening, so we decided to
make the 15 mile trip around the bay to the next town
over where they keep "wally world"
welllllllllllll..... when you arent in lock-step
with a time draining mind-control cult,
you forget the schedule.... that tuesdays
are meeting nights and that the time-pressed
JWs are going to take advantage of a 24 hr store
after the last "amen"
sure enough, ran into an MS (40ish, single
owns a breakfast and burger place)
and a young couple with a toddler and
a pre-K kid, both of whom should have
been asleep hours ago....
to my surprise, and i really mean
i was SURPRISED that the MS not
only greeted me but since we were
pushing carts in the same direction,
we had an awkward, and thankfully
brief nonsense conversation....
and OF COURSE, the young family
was on the aisle where the liquid
laundry detergent was, and of course,
since i dont shop there often i couldnt
find what i was looking for and the wife
was trying to help me!!!
why am i surprised they spoke to me?
in may of this year, a front page article
in the local daily for this rural area featured
my transgender son and me, and reported
our activism for school safety and our
lobbying efforts on Capitol Hill in washington
and our association with the Gay, Lesbian, Straight
Education Network (GLSEN)...
the JWs on this side of the bay, same congro,
run away screaming like they have seen a leper
whenever we share the same air space
so i assumed i was DF'd in absentia....
guess not, eh?