As I’ve stated before, I’m a skeptic. I earnestly believe that 99% of the ghostly and/or religious images that people believe they see are either wishful thinking, or our brains’ superlative ability to find familiar patterns in random noise.
However, as I’ve also stated before, I’m a great big sissy when it comes to the paranormal, and stories like this give me the heebie-jeebies:
A few minutes ago, a group of four 17 year olds walked into The 4th Wall for the sole purpose of making fun of comic books, graphic novels and the people who like them. For the majority of their visit, I managed to refrain from punching any of them in the head or opening my mouth…up until this moment:
Girl 1: So, like, was this always your dream? To open up a little comic book shop for dorks? Me: Actually, no. My dream was to become an astronaut, but that was cut short when NASA discovered my secret. Girl 1: Your secret? Me: Yeah, turns out I love kicking ignorant teens who condescend to others. In the throat. Girl 1: What? Me: You want to come in the back room for a sec? Girl 2: We should probably get going.
I think I’ve got a grasp on this customer service thing.
Considering my line of work, I should certainly hope so.
What about you? If you got dumped 2000 years in the past, would you be able to jump-start any technological advancements? Or would you be that crazy guy that keeps muttering about flying machines and tiny invisible animals that make you sick?