"If I Do Not Take His Name, I Cannot Take Anything at All..."

Polyclinic, where I go for my Human Bio class, has a great many promotional tables down on the first floor in the room you come into when you first come in from outside. There's a big desk for Informations, and lots of tables around it in a semicircle, with two doors on either side of Informations for getting to the classrooms/stairwells. Most of the tables change each week, but one that has been there for nearly two months now is the Army Recruitment table. There is often a man in uniform sitting there.

There are a great many pamphlets upon the table. One of them states, in large block letters, IT'S WHAT A MAN'S GOT TO DO.

I often wish to take this up with the man at the table, but I can only imagine how the conversation would go.

Me: Excuse me, I find that pamphlet offencive.
Him: Why?
Me: Because it implies that men have a duty to fight for their country. Why don't women have that same duty? Aren't there hundreds of strong, resourceful women who would be willing to take up arms for America, and wouldn't it be as much what they 'got to do' as it would be for men?
Him: Does that mean you're interested in signing up?
Me: Oh, no, I'm a total tree-hugging hippie liberal pacifist environmentalist pansexual Episcopalian conscientious objector. But I still find it offencive.
Him: ...

In other news, the aging hippie gentleman came and bought more hippie tea from me at work to-day. I resisted the urge to say 'r u kind!' to him when I gave him his change. I did, however, say 'don't harsh my mellow' to Jenn when Rachel asked to have a peace sign on her snowflake and Jenn went O_o.

Also, people need to stop driving off from the Oriental store. They're a local family-owned business! They can't afford it! Come and rob a corporation, why don't you? We've got money to spare! Bastards.