With the disclaimer that it's Monday, and that I'm in a pissy mood because I left my handbag with my car keys and all my worldly documentation at the ice cream parlor last night, and had a cell phone die in mid-conversation with the local radio station bright and early this morning as I was shilling for one of our programs...
What is it about shy Lutherans?
At our church we have a real problem with people who will not talk about their own pet programs during our morning announcements. Yesterday morning, as always, we prefaced the service proper with morning announcements, but were met with dead silence from the congregation. We have a yard sale coming up...a work day...Rally Day/Blessing of the Backpacks...all kinds of stuff; other than a kind of "Oh...yeah..." reminder about the work day, nary a peep.
FT and I have taken to acting as volunteer prompters during announcements; we'll wave our hands and say, "Does anyone know anything more about the yard sale Labor Day weekend?..." until one of the organizers is forced to respond publicly. But even then it's like pulling teeth getting information from these people.
And then, of course, when the big day arrives and the event is under-staffed or under-attended, the organizers grump about "No one wants to help," or "No one will participate." Well, duh -- if the organizers can't be bothered to open their pie holes for thirty seconds on Sunday morning to explain to people what's going on, or even communicate with the office or with the webmeisters to get the information disseminated another way, what do they expect? Geez-us.
There. I said it and I'm glad.
I really miss my handbag.