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Went to afternoon mass today at one of the larger Churches in my area. Got there early and went to the men’s room; while there, a young guy comes out of one of the stalls and heads right past the sink to the exit door. I couldn’t help but yell at him “wash your hands!”
He explained that there was hand sanitizer outside the bathroom which was better than soap. I felt it best not to argue with such invincible ignorance.
About half way through mass a guy comes in and sits in the pew in front of me. He apparently knew the lady sitting next to him, because at one point he put his hand on her high upper thigh. What the heck?
Finally, mass is ended, go in peace. I start down the exit road in my car and notice there are two very large buses for a wedding party that are blocking the road. OK. I leave my car to walk up to the bus driver and explain that mass has just ended and the road needs to be cleared. Whilst I’m doing this, brethren in a desperate hurry to get home, chagrined at having to wait a minute for the buses to move, are behind me are leaning on their car horns.
Yes, I’m venting. Maybe I shouldn’t, but on the other hand, maybe others feel as I do that sometimes the toughest part of going to mass is the behavior of other Catholics.
He explained that there was hand sanitizer outside the bathroom which was better than soap. I felt it best not to argue with such invincible ignorance.
About half way through mass a guy comes in and sits in the pew in front of me. He apparently knew the lady sitting next to him, because at one point he put his hand on her high upper thigh. What the heck?
Finally, mass is ended, go in peace. I start down the exit road in my car and notice there are two very large buses for a wedding party that are blocking the road. OK. I leave my car to walk up to the bus driver and explain that mass has just ended and the road needs to be cleared. Whilst I’m doing this, brethren in a desperate hurry to get home, chagrined at having to wait a minute for the buses to move, are behind me are leaning on their car horns.
Yes, I’m venting. Maybe I shouldn’t, but on the other hand, maybe others feel as I do that sometimes the toughest part of going to mass is the behavior of other Catholics.