Jawjaw, I thought the same thing!

I was reading this thread yesterday and guffawing like a nut. My son was within ear shot and said, "Mom, are you crying out there? Is everything okay?"

Then I wrote a reply and somehow lost it. So I'm back... laughing again.

I was the Coordinator fo Member Care at our church. Sorta a Den Mother for the congregation. I was in charge of membership, assimilating members, hospital visitation, shuts-ins, the whole nine yards. I was supposedly a part of the compassionate arm of the church.

One Sunday morning while greeting I said to a member, "Wow, you look great. When are you due?" She quickly replied, "I'm not pregnant!"

So much for compassion. I wanted to crawl in the broom closet.