Subway Saviors

Tonight was the third time I have been approached on the subway by a
pair of attractive young Mormon men who want to save my soul. I’m
starting to feel like Ross McElwee in Time Indefinite,
who said that he had an uncanny ability to attract Jehova’s Witnesses
to whatever house he was in–his own or those of friends. Even friends
who have never had a Witness stop by would get a visit if Ross was
there. (And incidentally, I’ve had Witnesses stop by my house here
twice. And there was that psychic who gave me (and only me) her card on
the subway.) Ross wondered if someone was trying to tell him something.
Me too.

3 Responses to “Subway Saviors”

  1. Dave
    June 2nd, 2005 | 10:30 am

    I used to live near the Watchtower World Headquarters. Every day I’d see them patrolling the neighborhood, looking out for heathens like me so they could save me. Then on Sundays, they’d ring my doorbell. I threatened to drop water balloons on them if they kept coming by.

    Suddenly, they stopped dropping by.

  2. cynthia rockwell
    June 2nd, 2005 | 11:09 am

    aw, they’re nice enough. they always ask right away if i want to hear about jesus, and when i say no, they don’t persist, they move to friendly small talk.

  3. Dave
    June 2nd, 2005 | 5:27 pm

    I usually told them I was Jewish, god’s original chosen people. That would shut them up pretty quickly, especially the ones that knew something about theology. Of course, telling white lies to Jesus’s followers, well, I’m sure they’d send me to hell. I just wanted to get to my train on time.