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Allegra
Guest
By far, the most dangerous moments of my everyday life occur when I’m crossing my parish parking lot. What is wrong with society!? We stick prolife bumper stickers on our car and then elbow our way out to our car practically before “Mass has ended. Go in peace” has made it out of the priest’s mouth so we can tear around the parking lot, endangering children, the elderly, and anyone unfortunate enough to be walking down the sidewalk at that moment!
Last week the big story on the news was of a little 2nd grade girl who was killed while crossing the street, and yet on the same Sunday I almost had a panic attack when three tiny kids who for whatever reason were being allowed to run around the parking lot darted out from behind an SUV right in front of my car. Fortunately it was just me and not one of the cars going 45 miles an hour past a playground and soccer field!
This week, I was waiting in line in the driveway to exit the lot and an elderly woman who could barely see over the steering while almost backed into my broadside, right where my precious infant was seated. I blared the horn and (Thank God!) she stopped! But seriously! She JUST walked past me before she got in her car! And there were wheel ruts in the flower bed by the rectory that Father JUST planted! How is someone going fast enough in a parish/school parking lot that they can’t stop?
A few weeks ago, two tween brothers literally mowed into a line of several parishioners who I guess weren’t moving out the door fast enough for them. They rammed into my toddler and if I hadn’t been holding her hand, they would have knocked her down the concrete steps! Then their father started elbowing his way through to follow them! Well, I guess it was doughnut Sunday, after all!
What is all this savagery!?!? Now I know why some people leave right after communion. It’s nothing against Our Lord, but hey’re trying to escape alive and avoid spending Monday on the phone with someone’s insurance company!
Last week the big story on the news was of a little 2nd grade girl who was killed while crossing the street, and yet on the same Sunday I almost had a panic attack when three tiny kids who for whatever reason were being allowed to run around the parking lot darted out from behind an SUV right in front of my car. Fortunately it was just me and not one of the cars going 45 miles an hour past a playground and soccer field!
This week, I was waiting in line in the driveway to exit the lot and an elderly woman who could barely see over the steering while almost backed into my broadside, right where my precious infant was seated. I blared the horn and (Thank God!) she stopped! But seriously! She JUST walked past me before she got in her car! And there were wheel ruts in the flower bed by the rectory that Father JUST planted! How is someone going fast enough in a parish/school parking lot that they can’t stop?
A few weeks ago, two tween brothers literally mowed into a line of several parishioners who I guess weren’t moving out the door fast enough for them. They rammed into my toddler and if I hadn’t been holding her hand, they would have knocked her down the concrete steps! Then their father started elbowing his way through to follow them! Well, I guess it was doughnut Sunday, after all!
What is all this savagery!?!? Now I know why some people leave right after communion. It’s nothing against Our Lord, but hey’re trying to escape alive and avoid spending Monday on the phone with someone’s insurance company!