Flooring dude rings the bell of the parsonage for the schedule estimate meeting. Preacher Lady opens door.
Preacher Lady: Hi, come on in.
Flooring Dude: Hello, are you the pastor's wife?
Preacher Lady: No, I'm the pastor.
Preacher Lady Thinks But Does Not Say: Are you the flooring lady's husband?
hee hee
ReplyDeleteso funny :)
ReplyDeletei probably would have said it and then felt a twinge of guilt later.
hahahahaha
ReplyDeleteI never think of that stuff until way after the fact. Probly better that way, because I'd say and also feel guilty later :)
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ReplyDeleteI love it!
ReplyDeleteI endure comments like this everyday. "I'd like to talk to the branch manager, when is HE in?" To which I always reply, "You must forgive me, I didn't have a tie to match this suit this morning, but I'm the guy you're looking for!" The look on their faces is quite priceless.
ReplyDeleteYep. I've gotten "Are you the pastor's daughter?" For real. I guess I should stop wearing youth event tshirts and shorts at home. Nah.
ReplyDeleteYeah. If only we got a crisp twenty dollar bill every time this happened....
ReplyDeleteIt would have served him right if you had said it!
ReplyDeleteWould have loved to see the expression on his face if you had though :0)
ReplyDeletehee hee.
ReplyDeleteif only you could hear preacher lady's 2.5 yo niece say her new favorite word: dude. as in "come ON, duuuude!" and, as we're driving through alexandria, "there's a duuuude. there's a duuuude."
Katherine,
ReplyDeleteThanks for you comments on my blog. I can't even tell you how much they mean to me--until I see you at the Wick reunion!!!
And reading your blog and comments makes me miss you so much! I wish we were closer! But I'm so happy we have each other's blogs!
I love you, sister!
i love it. so true. i wish that i could be brave enough to say it... just once.
ReplyDeleteI sooo wish you had said that aloud!
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