Random Encounters of the Christian Kind #2

Math class.

The entrance to the gates of Hell itself.

Or, at least, I think so.


Anyway, it was in that rotten dungeon that I found yet another random brother where I didn't expect one. When the clock finally inched to the coveted 10:50 mark and we were released from our tri-weekly torture, a guy who sat a row to my left and a seat back caught my attention when he said:

"Hey, is that a 'pray for China' band? I thought my church was the only one that did that."

You can imagine that my happy meter went from low to high.

Suddenly, math class doesnt seem so close to Hell.

Thanks, bud.


Steph
9/10/08