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  • #31
    Quoth Massage Therapist View Post
    I had to cancel a massage with a first time client because I had cut my thumb, and I can't do a massage with a band-aid. I felt bad about it, but she seemed okay, and sounded like a nice young woman.

    ... then she asked if she could pray for me. Now, while I have no issues with anyone's beliefs on the matter, I'm not a particularly religious person, so it freaked me out a bit. All I could say was, "...um.. if you would like to?"

    She launched into a 2.5 minute long SERMON asking the 'great almighty lord god to heal my thumb/make the blood clot speedily, etc' I was mildly horrified. I have no idea what to say to her when she comes in for her massage.



    OMG I am SO glad I'm not the only one that had that happen!

    I had just gotten an ingrown toenail removed ...and more than anything, I can't stand when my customers say "I have a question" then turn and walk away, just expecting me to follow them. This woman did that, so I made a big show about limping along behind her so she could just point and say "I want that' when if she had followed the directions and "noted the name and color" I would never have had to trek all the way across the store... Anyway, she saw me limping and asked what had happened and I told her. Then she asked if she could pray for me. I just assumed that she meant that night before she went to bed she would slip my name into her prayers, and I'm ok with that. Not so. She stopped in the middle of an aisle (Ever been in an IKEA on a Saturday? not an easy task), put an arm around me and started praying at the top of her lungs. I was MORTIFIED! She was asking God to take care of my toe, and help in the healing process and all that.... OMG.... I think I'm embarassed again just thinking about it!

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    • #32
      Quoth Kusanagi View Post

      CG: You have a destiny about you. You might not see it, but your aura is so much more than what you realize. Most people go through life but no, YOU :he steps towards me and I don't move: ...YOU are going to change the world.
      [/B]
      Well, that's a change from the regular crazies. I have no idea how you cope
      Kusanagi, you are King!
      Last edited by Ackee; 02-21-2007, 02:18 PM. Reason: ha, not spelling this time
      ...but I'm a bastard and so desensitized to the scum of humanity that I'm immune to the Stun status effect.
      Quoth Gravekeeper

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      • #33
        Similar crazy guy stopped me after work not too long ago. Grabbed my arm (lightly, just to get my attention I guess) and, once at I looked at him, since I was rather curious who was grabbing my arm, was this relatively normal looking guy, who said, and I quote:

        "Who the f*** do you think you are? You bastard." And then he walked away.

        All I could reply with was, "And a very good day to you, sir!"

        Relating to the beginning post: *draws sword* There can be only ONE Kusanagi! Customers cannot defeat me!
        "Oh, you hate your job? There's a club for that. It's called EVERYBODY, and they meet down at the bar." ~Drew Carey

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        • #34
          I hate to say it, but I've actually got one.

          I was in college in Kamloops, B.C. and walking through the mall with a couple of friends. Both of my friends were Wiccan, were spiritual, believed in auras and stuff... I was about as spiritual as a Tax Manual.

          As we passed the food court, this woman came up and stopped me, and this is the conversation that followed.

          ASAATM: Me
          OL: Odd lady

          OL: Excuse me... but are you a Psychic Healer?

          ASAATM: Errr... pardon?

          OL: I'm sorry, but I just get this very powerful vibe from you. Are you a Psychic Healer, or is your father?

          ASAATM: Ummm... not that I know of.

          OL: Oh... well, sorry to bother you.

          BOTH of my friends watched this, and were glaring daggers at me. They were honestly jealous! One of them said "We're the ones who practise this kind of stuff, we work on developing our auras, and she singles out YOU?!"

          Aheh... what can I say? There is no spoon...
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          • #35
            Quoth draftermatt View Post
            I once had someone call me the anti-Christ. Which made absolutely no sense. I barely knew the guy and he just threw it out there.

            Besides that would make Jesus the anti-Matt which makes no sense. Matthew was an apostle.
            There are many Matthews, though, and not all of them are as good as the Apostle. And Lucifer was an angel at some point, if you believe in that. What's your point? If there is an Anti-Christ, they will have a name, and then Jesus will be the Anti-Whatevertheirnameis. If *I* were the Anti-Christ, for example, that would make Jesus the Anti-Jester. Silly? Yes. But a logical progression.

            Quoth Kusanagi View Post
            :he steps towards me and I don't move: ...YOU are going to change the world.
            Well, you DID change Ghetto Superstar's world!

            "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
            Still A Customer."

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            • #36
              Totally OT- Jester's post reminded me of a dumb game some friends and I played back in the old teenager days. I can't remember how it started exactly but I was the UNI- Que and she was the ANTI- Que. Our friends chose sides and we had a "Holy War". Most of which consisted of random run by ticklings and the occasional water ballooning.

              Good times.
              "I don't want any part of your crazy cult! I'm already a member of the public library and that's good enough for me, thanks!"

              ~TechSmith 314
              HellGate: London

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              • #37
                And here I thought I was the only one to ever do a run by tickling!

                Did that to my First Love in high school all the time. It was very amusing the one time I did it as I came up from behind her, and as I passed her realized she wasn't her, but some girl I didn't even know. To my credit, I never broke stride and just kept on running down the hall! But the look on the strange girl's face was a classic "Um, what just happened there?!!?" look!

                "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
                Still A Customer."

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                • #38
                  I sensed a strong aura around one of my last customers last night.......

                  it consisted of stale cigarette smoke and pot.

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                  • #39
                    Quoth Fera Festiva View Post
                    Nonetheless, I was a little weirded out when once, at work, a customer approached me and told me my birthday and star sign without any form of introduction. There are a number of reasons you might be freaked out by that, though.
                    I would think that's so cool if it happened to me!!!!!!!!

                    I usually get strangers asking me if I'm Irish. (Not that it's bad, it's good...ancestors came from there--but I want something different!)
                    Unseen but seeing
                    oh dear, now they're masquerading as sane-KiaKat
                    There isn't enough interpretive dance in the workplace these days-Irv
                    3rd shift needs love, too
                    RIP, mo bhrionglóid

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                    • #40
                      Quoth Jester View Post

                      Well, you DID change Ghetto Superstar's world!
                      See! I was going to say that. XD

                      And I've had someone accuse me of being the Anti-Christ; purely cuz I was wearing an Alice Cooper t-shirt. Now, that's logic.
                      People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life.
                      My DeviantArt.

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                      • #41
                        I feel so sad. No one has ever told me I'm special, magical or have any special destiny. Unless you count being told I'll die a virgin by one of the jocks in high school because I was part of the real geek squad.


                        And usually if people are offering to pray for me it isnt for my health they are praying for.

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                        • #42
                          Quoth AFpheonix View Post
                          I sensed a strong aura around one of my last customers last night.......

                          it consisted of stale cigarette smoke and pot.
                          i think i woke up the neighbors.

                          we've got "angel lady" who comes in all the time. she reads people's auras and will corner an employee for extended periods to talk to them about it. she hasn't caught me yet, though.
                          Kim: She's got one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel.

                          I'd like to exercise my constitutional right to not give a fuck.

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                          • #43
                            I've had this happen a time or two. Once, a lady stopped me as I was walking from the bank back to the bookstore and told me that she could see I was feeling better because my aura had gone from black, brown, and grey, to a nice indigo blue.

                            Had another person tell me one time that they hoped I never learned to use the power balled up inside me -- because if I ever were able to let it loose, it would level several city blocks. There really is no snappy comeback to that kind of thing.
                            Drive it like it's a county car.

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                            • #44
                              I worked with a lady who was a Wiccan. We became pretty good friends and had normal conversations about normal stuff until... the day I gave her a gift. I found a stray kitten walking around on campus (a black kitten too ) and seeing as she was a Cat Lady I brought him up to work and gave him to her.

                              The next day we worked together she came up to me and said that i have the ability, if i choose to recognize it, to cast spells on people. And she gave me a book called "The Book of the Damned" by Charles Fort. I read most of it and all i see are stories about aliens and stuff like frogs falling from the sky.

                              We should all band together, kinda like the X-Men, and get some revenge on these sucky customers.

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                              • #45
                                Well, just because you *can* open a portal to Hell doesn't mean it's a good idea... maybe that was a warning to be careful not to do it by accident?
                                Now the trouble about trying to make yourself stupider than you really are is that you very often succeed.

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