Ugh.
Every once in a while it still comes up.
Today, after we've worked together for the better part of six years, my boss discovered my secret past. (It's not a secret, but it almost never comes up.)
"Yes, Ken," I said, "I'm an ordained minister, (and a recovering Fundamentalist)."
"I would never have guessed that," he said.
Which is a compliment.
But now he smiles when he sees me,
And calls me, "Monsignor."
Today, after we've worked together for the better part of six years, my boss discovered my secret past. (It's not a secret, but it almost never comes up.)
"Yes, Ken," I said, "I'm an ordained minister, (and a recovering Fundamentalist)."
"I would never have guessed that," he said.
Which is a compliment.
But now he smiles when he sees me,
And calls me, "Monsignor."
2 Comments:
Fits.
A couple of Nate's coworkers had the minister fall through in their wedding plans, so Nate gave them my number.
I had forgotten I was ordained.
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