BELIEVER: So, what’s your sign?
SKEPTIC: No Parking.
BELIEVER: Very funny. What’s your astrological sign?
SKEPTIC: Guess. After all, you have a one out of twelve chance.
BELIEVER: Okay. Let me think. You look like a Libra.
SKEPTIC: How can you tell? Is it my big ears?
BELIEVER: No, you just sorta have that Libra-look
SKEPTIC: Whatever that means. No, I’m not a Libra. Guess again.
BELIEVER: Okay. Hmmmm, maybe, just maybe, you’re a Taurus.
SKEPTIC: Nope, wrong again. You know what I hate about this?
SKEPTIC: Someday someone is going to guess my sign on the first try, and they’ll walk away with a sense of smug self-assurance thinking that they know something.
BELIEVER: I am not smug. You’re smug—and I do know something. In fact, I know lots of things. I know that the alignments of the stars when you’re born changes your life. The stars are not only beautiful, but powerful
SKEPTIC: Beautiful maybe, but powerful? You do realize that the gravitational pull from the doc that delivered you is stronger than the pull of any star.
BELIEVER: Nonsense. Doctors come and go, but stars are forever. I’ve got it! You’re one of the fire signs.
SKEPTIC: What’s that?
BELIEVER: You’re an Aries, Leo or a Sagittarius.
SKEPTIC: Now you’re cheating. Eventually you have to get it—but you haven’t yet.
BELIEVER: Rats! I was sure on that one. Fire signs are so confident and secretive. I give up. What are you?
SKEPTIC: If you must know, I’m a Pisces.
BELIVER: Of course! A water sign! No wonder—you’re so slippery!
SKEPTIC: Uh-huh. Here’s some more signs for you—yield! Stop! Do Not Enter and No Trespassing.
BELIEVER: Another thing about Pisces is that they are stubborn and unsociable. I’m leaving now.
SKEPTIC: (sigh) It gets lonely in an evidence-based universe.