Overheard by the husband while at a Corner Bakery yesterday morning:
"That guy just has no faith. He doesn't even believe that God could work a miracle if he goes off his depression meds."
They're lucky that my husband was there and not me. He bit his tongue to keep from walking over and confronting them, whereas I would've saved the blood.
As the author from Undercurrents says, far better than I ever could:
"Shut up!! Shut up!! Unless you've been lost in this particular section of Hell yourself, don't you dare try to give me directions!!"
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