’m sure the preacher was embarrassed by what he said. But, I’ll have to admit, I was delighted with his mistake.
When you go to as many committee meetings as I do, you begin to look for anything that will help to break up the monotony of sterile agendas and financial statements. There is, as any experienced attendee knows, an art to surviving committees.
Some people bring along news magazines that they discreetly hide beneath the handouts, hoping everyone else will think they are diligent about last meeting’s minutes instead of this week’s Time. Others play with the ice water on the table: consuming enough of that soon gives them an excuse to leave the room.
I find my diversion at committees in listening to the words ... »