And Whatever You Do, Don’t Drink The Lemonade!

I’m working at the checkout counter. The music playing in the store is the usual combination of pop music, and being the musically inclined woman that I am, sometimes I can’t help but lip-sync to some favorites. 

I’m lip-syncing to a Beyoncé song when my current customer (the epitome of Old Black church lady) looks at me with concern.

Customer: “You shouldn’t sing along to her music. She’s of the Devil.”

Me: “Beyonce?”

Customer: “Yes, she sold her soul to the Devil; that’s how she can sing so good. She even has a demon that possesses her during her performances.”

Me: “That’s not true, ma’am. Not at all.”

Customer: “It is true! We discuss it at church! She turns into a demon called Sasha Fierce! She admits to it herself!”

I stop lip syncing and just get her through my checkout as fast as possible. Someone at their church needs to stop all the aunties from believing everything they read online…