Walking along Bloor on Saturday, I was approached by two young men, one of whom stopped in front of me and asked: “How are you today, ma’am.”
I turned to look behind me in search of “ma’am”, only to discover she was I.

“I’m well thanks. How are you?”
“I’m very good. If you have a moment, I’d like to tell you how The Book of Mormon brought me closer to Jesus Christ…”
“Actually. I’d love to hear about that – and then I’ll share with you how The Quran brought me closer to Jesus Christ. Oh! We can share and compare. It’ll be fun.”
…blank stare, then: “Well, okay, you have a good day ma’am”, and off trotted the two little Mormon boys in their black suits and black back-packs, so I sincerely asked “you don’t want to share?”, to which the other Mormon boy responded with “Is there anything else we can do for you today, ma’am?” as they continued on their way.
“No. I guess not. But maybe you could stop calling me ma’am…?”
“Good-bye, lady.”
“Good-bye, young Mormon. Muslims love Jesus…”

Please feel free to consider me your own personal amuse-bouche.

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