Freedom of Religion, not from Religion

Last week I received a lovely invitation to a friend of mine's daughter's confirmation. After being taking aback that people I know are old enough to have children, ever more so that they are old enough to have confirmations astounds me.
I didn't have the time, or the energy to drive to a Catholic superstore downtown. So, today I went to a large Christian supply store near my home to find a present.

I was appalled.

After looking for twenty minutes for anything Catholic inspired, even a Max Lucredo book, I asked a saleswoman for help. She looked with sheer horror. After a good 10 seconds of yo-yo eyes I thought she was checking me out, then I remembered I was wearing my "Something Wicked This Way Comes" tee shirt with a picture of the Gryffindor mascot on it. Ok, I'll take that. Absent minded was it for me to wear it into a Christian bookstore and expect to be treated fairly.
"Are you looking for idols or something like that?" the sales woman asked with lip trembling. Just by mentioning "idols" in referring to Catholic paraphenalia I knew I lost my case.
"Well, I was thinking something with the Holy Mother or perhaps some nice rosary beads" I replied.
"Umm, hmmm, We're a Christian bookstore, we don't believe in idol worship. Can I show you a Bible?"
Ohmigod, I just fell into a movie or bad story? Is this lady serious? I was angry by her Catholics aren't Christian mentality.
"Oh, I understand, this is a Protestant bookstore. It's like the groin and backside of the body of Christ, hmm, ok. I guess I'll have to find a a bookstore that more inclusive of the body of Christ." I walked out.
I know it was kinda mean. The sales lady probably deep down believes that Catholics are good people and could be saved, if they would only change their beliefs to be like hers.

I'm still finding ironic that this supply store finds images of the Virgin blasphemous, yet $10.99 Jesus flip-flops and tee shirts with the image of Christ saying "Son and Lover" are "wonderful and Godly gifts."

I'm awefully troubled by the store's motto: Fredom of Religion, not from Religion. I'm thankful I dind't give them any of my coffe-brewing,sandwich tossing, props for primadonna stage designers hard earned money.