I think I accidentally looked like a cradle UU

Yesterday, whispercricket and I went to the mall to do various errands and get out of the house a little. We sat down on a wall near the "we buy gold" booth to eat some pretzels with the kids.

One of the people at the "we buy gold" booth I thought might be a guy who was at the "we buy gold" booth in the mall near the old house, and when he started chatting about how much he hated his job because it was basically to take advantage of people in desperate circumstances, and how he got into trouble occasionally giving people more money for their gold than the company would prefer, I was increasingly convinced.

So I watched him closely. He was keeping his arms crossed as he complained - I think he's lonely in addition to having moral qualms about his means of employment. Eventually he moved them and I spotted what I'd noticed when we'd spoken before - a tattoo on his arm of a stylised UU chalice.

"Ha, we spoke at Burlington before. You gave her a balloon," I said, indicating KJ. "I recognise your ink."

"Oh, are you UUs?" he asked.

whispercricket said "She is."

He commented that he had been on break from the seminary he was studying at, and now it's closed down and he wasn't sure what to do. I said, "Oh, my sister's at Starr King."

"Yeah? Starr King is amazing. My mother went to Starr King. And while I take her as a role model - and her spirit continues to guide me - I just. They say you have to kiss the feet of her statue to get into Starr King and I ... need to have my own life...."

So I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm a UU from childhood like he is, rather than, y'know, referring to the sister I adopted a few years ago. ;)