(My first comment. What should it be? Should I wow the world with my style or make them laugh with my humor? Will I be rejected or embraced? Despised or sought out? Does it even make a bit of difference?)
I've long noticed that there are plenty of quirks and foibles in the universe, and I'm here to drag them out of the proverbial closet and into the public light for scrutiny. After all, what would life be without some judgmental analysis once in a while?
So let's start our journey with the following quoible:
If you're not a Catholic and you see a nun, what do you say?
On plenty of occasions, I've seen nuns in the grocery store, at retail stores, and even pumping their own gas. For years, I've hesitantly said, "Hello... sister." And, afterwards, I felt like a complete dork. I'm sure every nun I addressed in this manner knew right away that I was a heathen destined for the fiery pit of Satan's Summer Camp.
So what should you say? I don't go out of my way to address priests or rabbis in this manner. I never worry about offending a minister. But there's something about nuns that makes me a little nervous. Maybe part of me is Catholic and I just don't know it...
Until next time,
The Quoibler
About Me
- The Quoibler
- The best way to describe me? Two words: "Lone Wolf". But don't be fooled... I love networking with people around the globe. It's just that I prefer to be the director instead of the audience.
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