Dogma

I just completed an 11 page personality test for a job (at a grocery store).  It was one of those things where they ask the same question 10 times in different ways to try to trip you up.  Well, I can remember how I answered the previous questions.  I'm not that dumb.  The problem is trying to figure out the "correct" answer.  When they ask: Do people say you are a creative person?  What is the answer?  Do they want someone with a wild imagination or someone who follows the rules?  Anyway, one of the questions was:  Are you eccentric?  I'm pretty sure the correct answer was "strongly disagree," but I clicked "agree" because that one is pretty hard to hide.

Recently, my friend, Bev, sent me an article from B.B.C. and she wrote, "So, you know how we talked about eventually heading to Malaysia to dive?  I don't know if you'd make it without being arrested."  This is a fair enough concern since I am...unpredictable.  But there was more to it.

The article stated, "Playing with dogs is a common sight in many countries, but not in Malaysia.   Many people in the Muslim-majority nation believe it's sinful to be in contact with a dog.  One man tried to help Muslims overcome their fear of the animal, but Malaysia's Islamic authorities said it was irresponsible and have launched an investigation."

Here's the problem.  I am obsessed with petting dogs.  All dogs.  Everywhere.  Fleas - no problem.  Possibly rabid - I'll take the chance.  I literally can't walk by a dog without my hand reaching out to pet it.  It's like a compulsive gambler walking by a penny slot machine.

I am writing this because if I go to Malaysia, and you don't hear from me for a few weeks, then you'll know where to look.