Suicidal Snowflakes

Just because I have a short attention span doesn\’t mean I…

Leaving in silence inplies that your yapper aint flappin’

There’re a whopping like TWO days a year when we’re asking to leave the church in silence. Every year the volume level increases. When I was a kid, it was people putting the kneelers up loudly, and a few old ladies gabbing in the back of the church. Now it’s like a full-blown free-for-all. Last night this guy was talking SO LOUDLY in the vestibule that I could hear every word he was saying from the choir loft, plus the usual chatty cathies gabbing about what they did today, bla bla bla.

It’s like geeze. Two days a year and you can’t handle waiting until you get outside the church doors to socialize. There’re people trying to spend some quiet time with God, and you’re distracting them, first of all. Plus you’re killing the atmosphere with your incessant need to gab about what happened at dinner last night (which no one cares about, by the way). Dude, what’s so hard about leaving the church quietly? I mean, it’s not rocket science. It’s shutting your yapper until you’re past the threshold of the church. And it’s spring. It’s not like I’m asking you to go outside in the snow and talk for 20 minutes about what little Billy did that was so funny this morning.

Am I asking too much out of the world?


April 15, 2006 - Posted by | Angst, Religion, Unwashed Masses

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