CSmrw said:
So now I gotta know what happened in 'bama...
I haven't written about it in a long time here so here's the Readers Digest version:
My tires were slashed and my windows were broken on my car because I had a Darwin fish on the back. The fish was ripped off and wrapped in a vile note which was left on my front seat. It left no doubt as to the reason for the crime. The police did come and take a report but I was advised that "People don't take well to those things here. You ought to be more careful."
I was harrassed and stalked by a street preacher. I eventually had to get an order of protection.
A co-worker attempted to "witness" to me while I was in the bathroom, properly disposing of solid waste.
No matter how many times and how politely I declined to discuss religion, I was continually asked my views and invited to church. It came to a head during a meeting where two of my co-workers stated their intended goal was for me to agree to come to church that Sunday. I politley declined and attempted to change the subject. They continued to ask why, why, why. Finally, one of them said, "What's the matter, are you some kind of atheist?" I made the mistake of replying, "Yes, I am." Well, it stopped the invitations but....
I was whispered about in hallways, just in my hearing, called that "Yankee Atheist" (I was born in Oklahoma...is that Yankee land?) and other kind names like "Satan Worshiper" "Devils Daughter" "Leftist Commie" (The last I find somewhat funny as politically I'm a moderate and far from a Communist.)
Pamphlets, tracts and scriptures were piled on my desk in my absence. To the point that there was almost a trashcan full every day. Once, my cube walls, my computer and my seat were completely covered with scriptures and tracts using duct tape. Ever try to get the residue of duct tape off of a computer screen?
A couple of days after this, my car was once again targeted. This time, completely covered with scriptures and tracts using duct tape. It took me 3 hours to get all the stuff off my car.
I was marginalized in ways I shan't take the time to describe here. I shan't describe the numerous and unwelcome attempts to "witness" to me despite my repeated pleas to be left alone. I shan't describe the times that I was confronted in anger or in scorn. Eventually, I was fired. And this was at a State agency.
Like I said, Reader's Digest version and only a small part of the garbage I went through.