Okay, I’m a Presbyterian, and we don’t discuss Revelations and eschatology much. When I went to school at a certain central-Austin southern Baptist private school I was made to discuss end times and watch ’70’s era movies about the Rapture. In the one I remember best, this blonde gal is left because her boyfriend is called up to Jeebus. All her friends and family are gone, but she still can’t believe in God. Yes, public high school was a freeing shock to my system.
Anyway, I pretty much don’t think on end times much nowadays. But consider this: yesterday my morning total for a skim chai latte, day old cinnamon rolls (to go) and a blueberry scone at Russell’s was $6.66. I added a dollar for tip (I would have done that anyway).
This morning I’m assigning job numbers at work and we are at 6666.
Is someone trying to tell me something?