To the fellow on King Street who called himself a missionary and kept talking and talking to me about his church (the Mormons) as I walked towards Yonge: Now Im not saying it was completely your fault but, after having walked more than three kilometers already and desperately wanting to head home, you distracted me so much that I didnt notice where I was, missed Bay Street, continued on to York, started heading North before realizing I was on the wrong street, had to turn East to get back on to Bay before I could continue walking the last two kilometers home. My aching feet did not appreciate that. You have your way of coping with lifes challenges and getting close to God and I have my way of doing that too. Making me get lost in Toronto is not the way to prove your point.
Posted on: Fri, 08 Nov 2013 19:15:23 +0000
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