So y'all know how much I hate texting. And how I'm super anal about cell phones in church and all that. You know, Brother Barry's, "Don't bring your gun to church" thing.
Last Sunday I went with Mom to her ward because we were heading down to San Diego to visit some family, and we wanted to get an earlier start. I'm not always awake at 9:30 am, much less at church at 9:30 am, but I was with Mom at her ward, when, during the opening prayer (by a temple sealer, no less!), my phone rings.
SNAP!
I knew I couldn't dig into my purse and silence it nearly quickly enough, so I picked up my purse and ran out the door. Luckily, I was just a couple seats from the door, so I was super fast. But man . . .
At the very least my ring wasn't Super Mario Bros. Can you imagine? A 26-year-old recent BYU grad running out of Sacrament Meeting to silence her Super Mario Bros-themed ringtone?
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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6 comments:
You can always lie and say you're a doctor.
Hmmm . . . Dr. Laura? I like the ring of that.
=)
That is sooo funny and what are the chances of it happening to you!!?!?!
Slim-to-none! Not many people have my new number (it's not me being bratty; I just keep forgetting I have a new number!), and most people who know me know better than to call me before 10am!
Do I have your new number? I'd better...
But I think it would've been even better with Super Mario Brothers. Good thing I wasn't there--I would've been doing my big, loud, delayed laugh.
Liz, you KNOW how much I love your delayed laugh! I think that was always my favorite part of church. Oh. Wait . . .
I'm pretty sure you have my new number. Didn't we have this discussion about two months ago? =)
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