So last night I'm at my register and a guy comes up to pay for his bottle of water and he sees my pentagram and the following exchange occurs:
Him: Are you Wiccan?
Me: No just pagan.
Him: Oh, what path?
Me: No path in particular.
Him: Oh. You should use herbs. That's your path.
Me: .... Um. Ok?
Him: Are you good with plants?
Me: No. Not really.
He then walks off.
Him: Are you Wiccan?
Me: No just pagan.
Him: Oh, what path?
Me: No path in particular.
Him: Oh. You should use herbs. That's your path.
Me: .... Um. Ok?
Him: Are you good with plants?
Me: No. Not really.
He then walks off.



The first time a cop did show up he figured out almost immediately what was going on (pot and white sage look and smell nothing alike). I never did find out if the guy got dinged for making a nuisance of himself, but the good thing about knowing half the police force is that the tale spread quickly and they knew to ignore that specific report after a few times.
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