THE HOLY BIBLE... & THE WORKING GIRL...

on my way to heathrow today... on the picadilly line, someone left a book on the seat that i was sitting on, the title was: CONFESSIONS OF A WORKING GIRL. i picked it up and curiously started reading the first few pages... it was interesting, and it helped to kill time as the tube passes a dozen more stops towards Heathrow Airport.
when i got to the airport, i was very early for my flight, but i thought, i can't be bothered to wait in those neverending queue during the peak hour... once i got into the custom... i had no intention to buy anything apart from my dinner...
i got myself a good sandwich and soup and sat at EAT to enjoy them.. whilst reading on my new 'found' book.
then a man walked towards me, and took the seat beside me... and he too brought out his sandwich and soup. soon after, he took out his book... i turned to look and guess what he was reading???? THE HOLY BIBLE.
i thought it was so ironic.... one's reading the words of God, while the other reading a book about lust, adultery, etc.... it would have been quite funnie, if someone who saw the 2 books balancing on the table, hiding the reader's face, who had it immersed in the soup/sandwich and book...