As I was driving home tonight I realized (as I was at the end of Lake Shore Drive, almost to the highway) that I was almost out of gas. Bugger. This meant that I had no choice but to stop in a less-than-savory neighborhood to fill up, or risk stalling on the way home. So I stopped.
I got out of the car at the station (which, while not in a good neighborhood, was very well lit and had many other people getting gas), put my card in and had inserted the pump into the car when I hear...
I ignore the voice and stand up completely, not looking in that direction.
Hey big mama!
Oh, now THAT is just the way to get on my good side. And now he's right next to me. Wonderful. I turn and say, "Can I help you with something?" in a stern tone.
The man looks at me and says, Yes, do you believe in god?"
"No, I don't."
He looks shocked. Well why don't you?
"Because I studied theology in college." (Not the whole answer, but why am I having this discussion??? Because I don't know how to get rid of him and the gas is not done pumping. I'm trapped.)
"Theology is the study of religion."
What did you learn?
"I learned that god doesn't exist."
He looks even more shocked. Why isn't the gas pumping faster? But who do you think made the world?
"I don't think anyone made the world. I believe in the Big Bang Theory."
"It's the idea that an explosion in the universe sparked the growth of this world." I really can't believe that I'm explaining the Big Bang Theory to some homeless man in a gas station. Oh, but the pump has finished. I reach for the pump - so does he, and he touches my hand. *cringes*. I tell him I can do it.
Are you married? Oh. good. grief.
"No, I'm not."
Well I would love to marry you! And he touches my arm. O_o
"I'm sorry, but I have a boyfriend," and I head to open the car door and get in.
And that was when he asked me for money. What a surprise. And no, I didn't give him any. -.-