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A few days ago I took a trip to Crystal beach. Part of the journey includes riding the ferry across Galveston Bay - which I enjoy.
This time, there was a long wait to board the ferry. I noticed that a maroon SUV was allowed to cut ahead of a long line of cars. So I asked one of the line attendants why. He explained that people who have medical permits can go to the front of the line, so they won't keel over and die while they're waiting. Oh, okay.
Let me say that if you are too sick to wait for the ferry, you shouldn't be going to Bolivar. You should turn your fat ass around and go back to UTMB and stay in the hospital until you're fit to travel. Right?
As I usually do, once aboard, I went to the front of the ferry to watch for dolphins. There, as I looked across the peaceful Bay, I was accosted by a lady wearing hospital scrubs who said she had something good for me - as she handed me a gospel tract. Before I could think, I had already accepted it, but I quickly handed it back. I told her "No thanks. You're not supposed to do that on the ferry." She haughtily ignored me and went on her way - handing everyone on the ferry a copy of the little tract with pictures of Satan on front of it. It was something about the dangers of Hell - you know, the place where all the strippers and musicians go after their final shows.
Then she came back to the front and rejoined her husband and little boy. They began feeding the seagulls. The rule is, feed seagulls at the back of the ferry. This is so they don't shit all over everyone. Apparently these people didn't hear the announcement and can't read English. A hundred starving seagulls arrived. Another voyager politely told them they should go to the back, and he was treated insolently. Finally, a loudspeaker crackled and the skipper told them. So they went back to their car. Oh yes, it was the same maroon SUV that cut in line!
So this bitch works at the hospital and finagled a medical pass. But she's healthy enough to run all over the boat passing out God flyers?
Also I noticed an Amway sticker and a fish logo on back of their SUV. So here are these fucking Amway Christians in their Leviathan gas hog who think they are above the rules society sets. This is exactly why people see religious people as idiots - because they usually are. What fucking bizarro world would I have to be in to accept spiritual literature or advice from assholes like this? Fucking losers…