Similar story here. One of my first jobs—still in high school–was working at an office supply chain. There was this really cute girl who was just hired. One nig

Similar story here. One of my first jobs—still in high school–was working at an office supply chain. There was this really cute girl who was just hired. One night, as I was facing all the shelves in my section, she approaches me with this look in her eye like she had been working up the courage to talk to me. She clearly had something very important to say. I was very interested, of course! She was a hottie. "I have something to ask you...", she started, nervous and flirty-like. Is this what it's like to be hit on?, I'm thinking. "...have you accepted Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior? You know He loves you very much." I've never before or since been whiplashed like that. I smiled politely, lied about my acceptance of Him and made an excuse to move somewhere else. Had I been thirstier, I might have joined the church just for her :)