u/Dwitt01

For context, I come from the Levantine equivalent of the Boonies. Nothing good comes out of here. So it wasn’t a surprise when the local handyman had a midlife crisis and left to become a travelling preacher.

He was a normal guy before, chill, would work on my furniture for a reasonable price. But after he left, word was he was going around yelling about angels, demons, the end of the world, apocalyptic shit. Story after story of him going to a place and causing a scene.

Well I eventually moved to the city with my mother. Three days ago, I came home from work and my mother told me he managed to get himself executed! She said the guy was hanging on a cross.

I just shook my head. Seemed like the logical but sad end to his downward spiral.

That’s why I was a bit perplexed to see him walking down the street today. He was talking to a friend. I went up to him, made small talk, asked him how his mother was doing. But I couldn’t leave the elephant in the room unaddressed. “Uh, so I heard you were… executed”

He laughed and said “only for a couple days”, and changed the subject

Yeah, I don’t know what to make of this.