Post by summerose on Mar 19, 2007 20:21:05 GMT -4
An elderly woman walked up to a country church and was greeted by a friendly usher who helped her up the steps, "Where would you like to sit?" he asked as they entered the church.
"The front row please," she replied.
"You might not want to do that," the usher helpfully suggested. "Our pastor can be a bit long-winded and boring."
"Do you know who I am?" the woman shot back indignantly, "I'm the pastor's mother!"
"Oh," the usher stammered. "Do you know who I am?"
"No" she said.
"Good," he sighed as he led her to her front-row seat.
"The front row please," she replied.
"You might not want to do that," the usher helpfully suggested. "Our pastor can be a bit long-winded and boring."
"Do you know who I am?" the woman shot back indignantly, "I'm the pastor's mother!"
"Oh," the usher stammered. "Do you know who I am?"
"No" she said.
"Good," he sighed as he led her to her front-row seat.