Today while getting gas at a 7-11, I had a nice Volvo 242 pull up at the pump next to me.
I am a Volvo fan so I started admiring it. When out steps the occupant... a Priest.
Now seeing a priest at a gas station in the northern states might be more common, but here in Florida it's rare. Especially in full black with the collar.
We make Eye contact and I say Nice car to break the awkwardness of the moment, and he said "Thanks". We make small talk about Volvo's for a bit and I reminisce about the few I have loved and lost, then he asks what my bracelet is supporting.
I was raised Catholic and I was kinda hesitant to answer. I said " It's from a site I belong to Called ThinkAtheist.com". I braced for a preachy response but got this in return, " Well, good on ya for standing up for your beliefs... or lack thereof." with a grin
I Was in awe. All I could get out was a feeble "Thank you." And that was it, no more talk about religion. It was Awesome!
We continued talking about the cars as we paid. As he was getting into his car he said "God bl--...uh, have a nice day" with a smile and drove off.
Was he a real priest? I don't know, I didn't ask. He could have been heading to a costume party for all I know. There is a large Catholic church down the street.
I addressed him as "Father" out of respect, for the man, not the religion.
Lesson Learned? Volvo 242s are Awesome.