The other day I was on the phone ordering something from a catalog. I gave the customer service rep on the other end my info and before I got to my address she asked, “Do you still live in Texas?” (I ordered from this place before.) I replied yes then she started asking what the weather was like here. She must have been bored because she sure was chatty.

Then she said she’d heard about the cult in West Texas and about those old guys that were having sex with children. (Kinda makes you proud to be a Texan, doesn’t it?) She asked if that was close to where I lived. Wanting to get back to the business at hand, I briskly answered that I’d heard something about the cult on the news, too and that those people she’d heard about were far away from where I lived. Then I said I just want to order my item, please. Continue Reading

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