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There are usually two Mormons, both well dressed and well groomed guys who solicit people walking on the route that I walk. They never approached me untill one day that I stopped to re-tie my hiking boot. After a brief and pleasant exchange, we mutually decided that I wasn't about to be converted. Now everyday when I'm walking home, we have a little banter.
I say "Save any souls today?" - "Perhaps we will- are you ready yet?" or they say "Excuse me, heathen, but your shoelace is untied" and I reply in kind "Oh, I'm not looking down, God boy" They say to most people "Excuse me, Sir(Maam), may we have a momment of your time." and they asked me if I was prepared to endure torment in Hell during our first meeting. I was recently walking with a friend, he was rather taken aback by the exchange, but amused after I explained.
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