Uplifting
I want to post something uplifting and non-feminist today. Hmmmmm. Today is exactly three months from my due date, so yay to that!
We had a stake choir thing last night, and to my horror, my previous employers were there. I had no choice but to put on a happy face and greet the woman who was so mean to me when I left JT Salon. Yikes! It just brought up the whole horrid conversation I had with her where she first accused me of being the cause of their imminent demise and closure of their business, second told me I was nothing without them, and then third said "what can I do to get to you stay?" Ha!
Also, I was talking to Camille on the phone last night and we were chatting about Court's parents, bless their hearts. Court's mom and dad are full time missionaries in the Provo mission office. They love it and are super busy. It's nice that they get to serve a mission but stay in their own home at night. And all in all they haven't given up too much of their previous lifestyle, which includes eating out on Sundays. I'm not here to judge, because I've been known to eat out on Sundays, and heck, if they're buying, I'll happily drive my little family down to Provo to join them at The Outback. Problem is, they don't take off their missionary name tags and it can be really embarrassing.
Scenario one:
Olive Garden Hostess: Welcome to the Olive Garden
Me: Hi, our party is already here. An older couple.
OGH: Oh, the missionaries?
Me: Uh, yes.
Moral of this scenario--wearing a missionary name tag makes you easy to spot in a crowded restaurant.
Scenario two:
Ruby River Waiter: Oh it's good to see you guys again!
My in-laws: Yeah, we were here last Sunday too!
Me: Crawling under table.
Moral of scenario two--wearing a missionary name tag gains you instant popularity and recognition.
I'm just curious as to how long this will go on before it gets back to President Brown that his dear senior missionaries are eating out on Sundays and refuse to take their tags off because they don't want to be "hypocritical." I don't get it.
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7 comments:
yeah, I wouldn't be one to judge either, but if I were breaking one of the original ten commandments, I would take off my name tag and try to blend in with all the other apostites. On another note, when Elder Nelson came to the mission way back when, he and the mission president ate at a restraunt after stake conference........
oh man, that is freakin hysterical. I would love to go to dinner with them! It's a great lesson in not judging eh? how awesome!
Love your scenarios. Hysterical!
P.S. I hear Brit and Dude are engaged! Yay!!!
um... you know that one time when your mother in law tattled on you? i think you should drop a line to mr president...
Next time you should suggest dinner in Salt Lake :)
Kate - that really is hilarious! Your family cracks me up - or maybe it's just that you are a great writer.
Mindy are you suggesting that G & G leave the mission boundaries??? The horror! That would be breaking a rule!! :)
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