11:11, work and my mother.
So, I'm at work the other day, (I work in a millwork shop) and there's an electrician working on our big panel press. I says to him, "So, are we gonna get to use our press soon?" He shrugs and says, "Well, the motor has to be rewound and one of these relays is burnt out. It'll be a few days before we can get it going again." Damn, I think. Now we gotta lay up a TON of panels by hand! That's gonna suck!
So, anyway, somehow the subject gets changed, right? I mean, I've been leaving this guy alone for the most part because I don't wanna disturb his work. (A guy I used to work for told me one day that he wanted to charge on three different scales. Cheapest was if you called him in to do some work, and he just did it. Second cheapest was if you called him in and WATCHED him do his work. Most expensive was if you called him in and HELPED him with the work.) The topic somehow turns toward the state of affairs of the world, the economy and environment. Mind you, I just wanted to get back to work, but I was also enjoying the break a little, so I indulged him a bit. He went on to tell me about how he has friends that have cleaned themselves up (from drugs) and some friends have died (suicided or murdered) and how his life has been a big rollercoaster and have I heard of the 11:11 movement?
"Um... What?" says I.
He goes on to tell me about how millions of people (MILLIONS, mind you) are seeking a better way and that this group of 1,111 people are gonna help us all out of the darkness and somesuch. He tells me to Google it and then finally lets me go back to work. Maybe my body language is giving him hints (clawing at my face and mewling like a starving kitten) so he just finishes off with a polite "This isn't a religion, you know. There are plenty of christians in this, too!" Yeah, I guess he misinterprets the signals from me.
Not six hours later I'm talking to my mother (who knows I'm an atheist but doesn't seem to understand how atheist-y I am) and she asks me if I've heard of this 11:11 movement! CRAP! THEY GOT MY MOTHER TOO! So anyway, I don't want to crush my mother's spiritualism with cold, hard reality, but I go ahead and tell her a little bit about the human brain and it's abilities to recognise patterns and she starts to claw her face and mewl like a starving kitten.
Goddam closed-minded people, huh?
So, here: www.1111spiritguardians.com/ Check this shizzle out and have a hearty laugh with me, so I know that all people outside of my own little household have not yet been converted to this "growing" movement.
"The general opinion is not always the perfect truth..."
- Giordano Bruno