It was not a date, but I was dragged to such a "religious ceremony" by a friend who claimed it was nothing but a young group meeting. Sadly it was not so. Worst of all is that I am not religious. At all. Hell, I am not even spiritual. She knew this, and she wanted to convert me.
I sat for two hours as the idiot pastor and band sang and had epileptic fits, summoning all my mental might not to laugh at them. Afterwards I was then dragged deeper into the community hall (say what you want about traditional Christianity, Islam and other ancient religions, at least they make their places of worship look AWESOME, instead of being something that doubles as a basketball court) where I got into a discussion where my friend told her friends my sad story and how I was in need of saving.
What started as a conversion attempt devolved into a shouting match as I calmly stated my beliefs and why I held them as the evangelists kept shouting louder and louder their religion, hoping that maybe being louder than me made me less right, or maybe so that God would hear their troubles and strike me down. But alas, alak my convictions could not be broken by loud voices and shouting of the words "THE EARTH IS NOT BILLIONS OF YEARS OLD AND THE STORY OF THE GARDEN OF EDEN IS NOT A METAPHOR ABOUT FARMING! IT REALLY HAPPENED"
Sigh. Good times.