Jason Driskill

There are Scientologists with booths set up right outside the Muni station on the corner of Stockton and Market Street. They have books on display by Ron Hubbard, which is the only thing that gives them away as goofy religionites. Their booths advertise “Free Stress Test!” and there are four chairs set out as little testing stations where you can sit down and test your stress level with some really stupid-looking gadgets. Having a pretty intense Messiah Complex I am always tempted to sit down and indulge them in a chance to witness to me, hoping that maybe one of their little gizmos will indicate that I’m actually their long lost king. I can imagine them bowing down to me and taking me to some castle where they cater to my every whim. In reality of course, they would whisk me away in a white van to some undisclosed compound and force me to impregnate Katie Holmes over and over again. Gross.

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