Please, God, Don’t Make Me Late

| USA | Friendly | November 21, 2016

(I am running late for a class. I hop on my bike and pedal to my class’s building as quickly as possible. After locking up my bike, I turn around to see a young woman standing in the space between my bike and the one to my right, essentially blocking me in next to my handlebars.)

Young Woman: “Hello! Would you like to join a bible study group?”

Me: “What? No! I’m late for class!”

(I really have no idea what she was thinking, trying to talk to someone who was panting, sweating, red-faced, and very obviously in a hurry.)

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