Thursday, April 8, 2010

Lesson Learned

I promise from now on to never shoot off scathing emails to Church Deacons who, even though they might have sent an incredibly rude email to me in the first place, are skilled practitioners in the Art of Guilt.

I promise to never gloat with pride afterwards at my skillful wording, thanking them sarcastically for their Christian patience. I promise to never threaten in said email to turn them in to the state tax authorities.

Because that Church Deacon might turn out to be 70 years old and paraplegic. And maybe he didn't fully understand the issue.

Forgive me.

6 comments:

  1. The moral to the story? Never get into an argument with a church deacon. You can't win, right?

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  2. Aw, poor you. But you're story amused me. Is that bad?

    Don't answer. That's probably bad. LOL. :)

    Have a great day!!

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  3. I spend a large chunk of my life refraining from yelling at church deacons. Ugh. I love God and stuff but sometimes I hate the stupid church.

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  4. I gave up yelling at Deacons a Deacade ago. :)

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  5. lol, ya'll are hilarious. And this story is funny in a dark humor kind of way. But these are the situations that occur when I am too impulsive...which is like all the time.

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