DGS49
Diamond Member
I am a RC, regular church goer, and for one reason or another my wife and I attend a number of different churches, depending on social engagements, golf, bowling, and other factors. We support our own parish, but jump around.
I have a pet peeve that I act on, and it bothers my wife.
There is a certain type of church-goer who practices what I consider to be a very rude custom. The people are invariably fat, usually old, and usually men. They find a totally empty pew, the park their lard-asses on the end seat, stretched out forward and to the side, as if to say, "Don't bother me." Hence, the whole freakin' pew is essentially blocked off. This is often done when the church is crowded.
When I encounter such a person, I walk up to them and politely ask if they would move so that my wife and I can sit in the totally empty pew. Of course, they always cheerfully move out of the way - this is church, after all - and my wife and I could take up a dozen seats if we wanted to, because the slug has essentially blocked it off from everyone else. I consider that I am doing a public service.
Am I the jerk in this situation, or is it the corpulent soul who camps at the end of the pew? Or are we competing for the honor?
I have a pet peeve that I act on, and it bothers my wife.
There is a certain type of church-goer who practices what I consider to be a very rude custom. The people are invariably fat, usually old, and usually men. They find a totally empty pew, the park their lard-asses on the end seat, stretched out forward and to the side, as if to say, "Don't bother me." Hence, the whole freakin' pew is essentially blocked off. This is often done when the church is crowded.
When I encounter such a person, I walk up to them and politely ask if they would move so that my wife and I can sit in the totally empty pew. Of course, they always cheerfully move out of the way - this is church, after all - and my wife and I could take up a dozen seats if we wanted to, because the slug has essentially blocked it off from everyone else. I consider that I am doing a public service.
Am I the jerk in this situation, or is it the corpulent soul who camps at the end of the pew? Or are we competing for the honor?