And We Love… You To Leave

I’m a cashier at a well-known big box store, where we’re not allowed to be confrontational at all. I am ringing up a customer who’s seemed a little odd but basically nice. For context, I’m a bisexual atheist.

Customer: “I just want you to know, sweetie, that Jesus loves you.”

Me: “I’m sorry?”

She then reaches across my freaking till and touches my shoulder!

Customer: “I know you get rude customers all the time. And I want to make sure that you know, when you’re getting screamed at or bothered, that Jesus loves you.”

I am completely frozen, not knowing what to say.

Customer: “I’m sure that a godly girl like you already knows that. I’d love to see you at my church someday.”

Me: “Uh… Have a great day, sir.”