I met a guy named Terry (remember earth, turf, terra, Terry) tonight on my dog walk. He asked for money on the street to buy a radio. I didn’t have my wallet. But we talked for a while. He talked about Jesus and the bible and where we go after we die. I assume (not presume) that this was an attempt to guilt me into giving him money so I won’t go to hell. But I didn’t have my wallet (so to hell with me?). We talked for about 10 minutes. He had a lot of “now listen to this” stuff that really wasn’t memorable, but something at the end may be interesting.
There are two ways to hurt someone:
1) Tell them who they truly are.
2) Pretend that they don’t exist.