A man in front of the super market saw my T-shirt and noticed that little "Hello Cthulhu" had a pentagram on her...er his..er it's t-shirt.
He looked at me an asked, "Excuse me... Are you a satanist?"
I thought about the multitude of smart-ass responses that could come to mind... but I was in an odd mood.
I looked at him curiously... "What is a satanist?"
He looked proudly at me, "Some one who believes in satan."
Remembering, that I'm raised Jewish, now I was piqued... "Who is satan?"
"Ooh, Prince of Darkness. Harbinger of evil. Steals the souls of mortal men."
"Is this guy for real?"
"You don't really believe that do you?"
"Absolutely... you'd better be careful..."
I thought about it. Raised Jewish, I don't believe in Satan, Hell, purgetory... etc. So I looked at him and said completely honestly...
"Nope. I'm not a satanist."
I opted not to point out that between us, only one of us "Believed in Satan" and it wasn't the occultist in the "Hello Cthulhu" plushy t-shirt.
I smiled and walked off. He called after to me and to anyone else, "Help the homeless... Have a happy new year."
Proud to know I'm not a satanist.. I smile and figure I will help the homeless by having a happy new year.
Yes.. yes I know. He probably meant "Worship" rather than believe in... But the entire experience was amusing none-the-less.
P.S. More posts actually coming.