Of all the religious groups that visit school, Gideon International is by far the nicest.  They’re well-dressed, polite and leave before 10 AM.  Today, though they were particularly fierce and had a peculiar arrangement.  Normally, they’re well distributed but today they were all in a line and instead of just offering a Bible, people were asked by each member.  After the 7th offer of a Bible within 10 minutes, I look down the line and yell “can you take your God damn Biblical carpet bombing somewhere else.  We’re disaffected city-folk, don’t you get it!”  I felt awkward for a bit, until I turn around all four or five elderly Gideons that had just heard me yell this, smile and point a Bible at me.  Argh…