Sunday, April 18, 2010

Uh, Father?

I have this small little side job working at Gayles Bakery in Capitola, Ca. Either I am popular or Santa Cruz is such a small town, but I usually see people I know. Well yesterday was an odd interaction with someone I know. Father Matt. Hmm. I have a love/hate relationship with this man for various reasons. Now Easter just happened and he went on a little vaca, so I have been enjoying 5 o'clock mass without him and hearing and meeting different priests. Well, he pulled ticket number 55 and I called number 55. It was awkward for so many reasons.

He knows who I am. And I know who he is, yet no conversation has yet to happen since he has been the pastor.

Priest should not look as good as he does. It looks like he has a lot of money.

He's tall, was wearing trendy attire. He wore these sleek ray bands, nice slacks, and button collared shirt that was slightly unbuttoned only to show that he has NO chest hair.

I prepare his food to go, and am ready to hand it to him, but I am stuck. Should I say Sir or Father Matt. So I kept saying, your food is ready about 3 times and then a customer elbowed him and he came to the counter.

My point is that no person should feel like it would embarress thepriest to say Father. Right?

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