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The all-time best and worst job I ever had was working at a mom-and-pop bookstore in a small college town. We were constantly being harrassed for carrying occult books.
At the time I was going through my long, black and purple hair phase. One woman decided it was her goal to "save" me. I never really engaged her in conversation other than to say, "Thank you, but those aren't my beliefs."
My favorite quote:
<i>"I don't know if you're into spiritualism or what; but Jesus loves you."</i>
The whole time she is squeezing my elbow in her vise-like hands ... the implication by her demeanor being, "Jesus loves you but I don't."
I suppose it's pretty mild compared to other things I and others have probably heard but it's stuck with me for 15 years.
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