So I was riding the bus to campus like any other day of the week and this guy sits down next to me (the bus was full enough this was not considered a homo gesture). Anyway he strikes up a conversation, not that uncommon as this is a very friendly town. It starts with the usual questions, whats your major, class, clubs, etc. and then he drops the bombshell, "What c***h do you go to?" (edited for the CanMan ) I now put two and two together, earlier he had mentioned some fraternity he was in but he did not look like the party frat type of guy, and he just had "that look." Now it was honest and innocent enough in context but when I answered, "none" he seemed shocked and took his sunglasses off, in preperation for what was to come. (I should note that I left my sunglasses ON, and they have reflective lenses) He asked if I just hadnt found one I liked in this town but I think he already knew the answer. I said no and I never have gone to one at home or at school. This is what transpired: Him- "Aren't you worried about where your soul will go when you die?" (I really should have inserted a bubba inspired hell comment here but I was trying to be civil) Me- "No, not really" Him- "Have you ever been curious?" Me- "Nope, never have been" He prety much stopped talking to me after this point, that was an awkward 5 minutes but I had the window seat so I just oggled the female joggers till we got to campus. I pride myself on the assumtion that I have developed a sense for these guys, the well meaning but unwanted type. I have developed a knack for avoiding them at all costs but this one slipped through the radar and cornered me in that bus seat. That sums up the most exciting thing that has happened to me this week.