I went to the blood drive this morning and ended up supremely aggravated. It's held at a church and I go every eight weeks. It's always the same very-nice two people working at the registration desk.
So I signed in and was sitting waiting to be called to the Red Cross truck, and I could hear the hymn-singing coming from the church service that was in progress. I heard a door open and a lady came out of the service, looked over at the couple working the registration desk, and said "You're skipping church??? Shame on you!"
sigh. No one does self-righteous superiority better than a southern church lady. These two people give up half their Sunday every eight weeks to do something that actually helps people, and this bitch had the gall to imply they were doing something wrong because they weren't sitting on their asses singing hymns. Somehow I think Jesus would feel differently about it.
Anyway, all I'm doing for the rest of the day is laundry and football watching.