God Bless

Some sister just called asking about Papal tickets (get them while they're still available!) and ended the call with "God Bless." Since that has never happened to me before (on the phone or in life) and it kind of caught me off guard, this was my response: "Alright." I felt like an asshole for about 10 seconds after the call, but thats about it.

In other Catholic related news, I received a bunch of office emails regarding updates on all the happenings for this coming Easter weekend! If anyone would like to attend a mass, please let me know. I got the hook up. There were a couple of good ones, but this one regarding Holy Oil is my favorite:

"Please remember that you are not allowed to fill large vessels or flagons with Holy Oil. Last year, because of such requests, there was not enough Holy Oil for all." Im sorry, LARGE VESSELS OR FLAGONS?! The visual I get from those two sentences are of little old ladies wheeling wooden barrels down church aisles or soccer moms with empty plastic diet coke liter bottles.

So, you know how there is that whole conception of how Catholics view female Protestants as whores? If that is not an actual conception (or a misconception if you will) then I just picked that up from Family Guy. In any case, I think I just proved it true, because I got "talked to" yesterday about work clothing. Yesterday I wore a scoop neck shirt. Not a very significant scoop, it revealed my neck and upper chest, no cleavage. At the end of the day when I get home I get a phone call from my Temp agency telling me that the Archdiocese would like me to dress more appropriately with no more "revealing tops." What really gets my goat about this is that the powers that be at the Archdiocese who were offended by my neck didn't come to me themselves and tell me in their nice Godly way that I cant wear scoop neck to work, but instead called up my Temp agency and had them do it. Im not a very confrontational person. I dont understand those people on the Real World who are like "If you've got something to say to me, say it to my face!" No, I'd rather you left the room first. I don't have to worry about you yelling at me and I can be funnier. However, having my Temp agency tell me I need to dress more appropriately made me feel somewhat whore-ish. I know they know Im not Catholic and am not use to working in a religious environment, but just getting that call made me feel like I needed to explain myself, which made me angry. Im not showing up wearing fishnet stalkings, a bustier and knee high boots (thats for my other job, wink!) so shut up and let me answer the phone in a scoop neck T!

That concludes this mornings thoughts. Thank you and God Bless!