Yesterday, I was in one of those instances, where laughing was NOT a good idea. However, the man singing behind me was very loud and unfortunately very tone deaf. I do not think I sing well, but I do know that I do not sing anywhere near how this man sang. I give him credit for belting it out, but because of this, I couldn't sing for fear of bursting out laughing.
One poor woman passed out during a prayer.
At one of the songs, when we stood up, a woman had a tissue plastic wrapper stuck to her butt.
This is crap I wait for in a normal day. I think when I see something funny happen, "oh boy, I can't wait to blog about this." It puts me in an uncomfortable position when these things happen at a very serious "assembly". I am wanting to laugh, but at the same time wanting to cry.
I have always related to Mary Tyler Moore and this sealed the deal for me. Where was my friend, Rhoda, when I needed her?