sarcasm is the lowest form of humor, except for all the others
Thursday, January 14, 2010
PHONE: Ring! Ring!
T.: Hi, sweetie! I have some bad news.
ME: Okay, shoot.
T.: You can't be a bridesmaid at my wedding ...
ME: Okay, that's okay ...
T.: ... because we want you to officiate!
CONFIRMATION EMAIL: Congratulations! You are now a legally ordained minister for life, though you may relinquish your credentials at any time. AS OF Thursday the 14th of January 2010 YOU HAVE BECOME A MEMBER OF THE PRESTIGIOUS CLERGY. You have earned a title worthy of admiration and respect.
And a new chapter begins.
I wonder whether being the minister will be more or less fun than being the bride. (I also wonder whether I'll ever get to be a bridesmaid, but as I recognize that anxiety is both perverse and premature, I won't dwell on it.)