The Church Service
Bert was excited to go to church for once.
He put on his khakis, his fishing vest and hat, stuck a cigar in his mouth, and was on his way. He couldn’t wait to see who’d be there and what this service was going to be all about.
He arrived early–the very first time he’d ever done so. He got out of the car and bounded towards the church.
He was handed a bulletin at the entrance by a greeter who gave him a funny look and, motioning towards the cigar in his mouth, sheepishly told him, “I’m sorry–you can’t have that in here.”
“Oh, I’m not gonna light it,” Bert replied. “It’s part of my costume. So whe–”
Bert stopped. He was about to say “So where’s your costume?”, when he realized he’d made a huge mistake.
He’d misheard last week; tonight was an ASH Wednesday service.
He quickly turned on his heels and sped-walk back to his car, hoping no one would notice him, and was very thankful that he’d decided against wearing the Klinger costume.