Well, it happened. I can't believe it. A mission president's worst nightmare. Okay, maybe not my worst nightmare, but certainly a very bad dream that wasn't a dream -- it was real.
Yesterday we had a training meeting for a group of 14 missionaries who arrived in the mission just three weeks ago. We bring them in with their trainers to answer questions, provide training and lots of love and encouragement. This was a 3 hour meeting, followed by a pizza lunch.
Midway through the training session we had a short break. It was then that my sweet wife came up to me and told me that my suit coat and my suit pants didn't match. Suddenly all the oxygen in the room vanished as I realized she was right. Horror of horrors!! In my haste that morning, I grabbed what I thought was the dark grey pin-striped suit jacket from the darkened closet. But alas it was the dark blue pin-striped suit jacket. I was dark blue on top and dark grey below. Will I ever regain my credibility with my missionaries? It will be a test of their ability to forgive and forget.
My bedroom closet is rather bland. It has 7-8 dark suits. And a row of white shirts. A special device that holds more neck ties than I'll ever wear. And several pairs of black dress shoes. That's it.
When I awaken each morning I ask myself, "Hmmm, what would you like to wear today?" The response is always the same, "How about a dark suit, white shirt and tie?" "Good choice!"
Thursday, February 28, 2008
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This reminds me of years ago when Jim was in the Bishopric and left early in the morning for meetings. One Sunday he called me from the church and asked me to bring one of the two dress shoes that were in his closet. He said it wouldn't matter which one because he was wearing the other pair. In the dark he grabbed two shoes expecting they matched - and they didn't! So we fixed him up before church started!
mike -- breathe in, breathe out -- there are probably worse nightmares out there :-)
dave
Mike,
Sounds like we share the same worst nightmare :)
My mom once got on a plane wearing two very different Nike running shoes. It happens to the best of us.
One time I went to church without a tie by complete accident. I've worn a tie to church every sunday since I wore clipons in 1st grade or so.
I didnt realize it until like an hour through church and it was pretty funny cuz I asked Karin why she didn't say anything and she said because I was wearing a blue shirt, she thought that that's just how I wanted to dress: blue shirt and no tie hahaha
but i ended up going home real fast and getting one after that.
It's my old bishop! Wow, I'm glad I came across your blog! I love reading about your experiences on your mission!
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