In Times Square, every day for the last several months, a young man stands in the same spot and hands out post cards for the Church of Scientology. I can tell by the image on the front from Dianetics by L. Ron Hubbard. This goup of people have set up camp all over Times Square doing "stress tests." But this one young man (about 25 yrs old) is on the west side of Times Square dressed the same every day and passing out postcards.

I think he recognizes me, or something. He has never given me a card. Every day I play a game with myself thinking, this will be the day I get a postcard, but it never happens. This morning, there were 5 people in front of me that got cards, and as soon as I got to him, he paused and then gave one to the person behind me.

Does he think i'm already a scientologist? does he think I dont give a shit? i dont know, but it's kinda funny.