Screw You Father

No, this is not a post about my own father, this is a post about me being yelled at by a priest.  Let me paint the scene for you:  Saturday night at The Place That Shall Not Be Named. We were busy as hell all night, and we were seriously understaffed.

This gentleman stops me and this is the exchange that takes place:

Man:  Are you in charge here?
Me:  Yes I am sir, what can I do for you?
Man:  This is ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS!  I have been waitin' for ten minutes and have got no service at all!
Me:  Well, I'm sorry, let me fix that for you, I'll take care of you personally.
Man:  Nope, I am leaving, I will go somewhere else!  I just wanted you to know that you were losing my business!
Me (realizing that the man is wearing a priest's outfit, and it is not Halloween):  Well I am sorry father, apparently patience is no longer a virtue.

I know some of you are thinking something along the lines of, "well Josh, wasn't he justified?"  And I answer you that yes, it is perfectly reasonable to be upset about a long wait, at any kind of business.  However, is this man not a leader to his community?  Dare I say, to his flock?  Would he feel like a hypocrite on Sunday when giving a sermon about the seven deadly sins ?

Oh, but it does get better.  He calls in on Monday to ask if we found a set of Rosary beads.  I told him yes, they are being held in our safe.  He thanks the lord (not me, I am the one who explained what they were and did not throw them away).  He then asks if I can mail them to him because he lives far away.

Yes, I am sending him his precious Rosary beads.  You see, I may not believe in god, but I do believe in being a decent person.  Does that mean I didn't take the beads out and maybe utter a few Satanic prayers over them?  Or maybe pretend they were another kind of bead...although, I am sure there are plenty of altar boys familiar with those beads.

What does this picture have to do with anything?  Absolutely nothing, it just makes me laugh.  By the way, I am about 99% sure of the things the priest said, so the mistakes in his grammar are not me being idiotic.  The multitude of mistakes elsewhere though, those are mine.