today i was walking down 16th street mall on my way to barnes and noble. as i walked, i overheard the conversation of a group of guys and girls behind me. after i walked for a block in front of them, i gathered that they were Christians who had come to evangelize in downtown Denver.
pink shirt: but who are we supposed to interview?
white shirt: anyone. but it's not like we interview them about God...we just have a conversation with them.
pink shirt: okay. so should we just look for people and approach them?
green shirt: yeah. how about the girl up there with that bag? (referencing me)
pink shirt: okay. should i tap on her shoulder?
green shirt: i don't know. i'm scared.
pink shirt: yeah. i'm really nervous about talking to her. let's go to someone else.
white shirt: yeah. i don't know about her. how about the guy over there? (referencing a guy covered in tattoos with a spike jetting out of his arm)
green shirt: yeah. let's talk to him.
pink shirt: sounds good.
hmm. i guess a baby pink shirt and pearls are a bit more frightening than i thought :)
