These
stories will be written in the order in which I remember them...which
is almost certainly NOT going to be in chronological order.
First
of all, I would like to present you all with a little known piece of
truth. This is 100% completely true in Utah, but it is possible that it
can be a little less true in other areas:
If you are an
active member of the Church, and are not doing anything to further missionary work at that EXACT moment, then
missionaries do NOT want to talk to you. Especially on
p-day. In fact, even if you ARE helping with missionary work,
missionaries don't really want to talk to you on p-day. We
only get a few hours every week to do all the stuff we need
to do; like buy food and talk to our parents. So please. Leave your missionaries alone on p-days.
There.
Now you can all go about your lives without incurring the silent wrath
of your local missionaries. :) We had a man yesterday who ended up
wasting an hour and a half of our p-day time, so we didn't get to eat
dinner....not happy.
This
week I have also decided that I will NEVER have a pet. Ever. We helped a
lady go through the piles of stuff that she has in her house, and I
have never had that much physical contact with cat refuse. I reeked of
cat urine for the rest of the day, and had phantom whiffs of it for the
next 2 days. Gross. Then, a few days later, we were at another lady's
house and there was this adorable puppy. I petted it, and it was so
soft, and cute, and adorable, and I was like "Hmmm, maybe I'd be willing
to have a dog after all. Just not a cat." Then, it promptly jumped up
on my lab and peed all over me. Disgusting. I hate animals.
We
had the most awkward dinner appointment of my entire mission on Sunday.
I have never been able to pinpoint the "Most Awkward" dinner; the one
where they just watched us eat, the one where nobody talked, the one
that made us sick afterwards. Nope. This one was definitely the worst.
We showed up, all ready to find out what was for dinner, and he says
"Alright! We're going to go to China Buffet!" There was that awkward
silence. A couple crickets chirped. And then we say "Ohhh! ....what?" So
yeah. We went out to eat on the Sabbath. It was very awkward. I prayed
the whole time that nobody we knew would walk in. Luckily, La Verkin is
not fancy enough for any restaurants, so the China Buffet is not in our
area. But still. The last thing we needed was Brooklyn (one of our
investigators) walking in after we had just taught her this very week
about keeping the Sabbath Day holy. Yeah. Never again. After that, we
discussed the excuse we will use in the future, so we don't have to do
that again.
A
creepy story. We were visiting with this hilarious old lady, and she
was telling us about her marine grandson who is an idiot. She told us
this story about how he had called his dad and started yelling at him
and threatening him that if he didn't put a monument on his mother's
grave, then he would come over and beat him up. Something like that.
Apparently, this little old lady grabbed the phone and gave him a
talking to. Except it was the creepiest talking to I have ever heard.
She goes into this creepy whisper and says "I will kill you. I'm gonna
break your arms....I'm gonna break your legs....I should break you head,
since you don't use it.....I will kill you." We left after that.
Also! We got to
go on splits with our mission president's wife. Sister Keenan and Sister
Gregory went together, and I got to go with Sister Center! While we
were waiting for one of our appointments, she wanted to see inside our
house, but I realized that the others had taken the keys with them. So I
thoroughly impressed my Mission President's wife by using a Durrangos
gift card to break in through the front door. Luckily, Sister Center is
awesome and was impressed, but not upset in any way. :)
So yeah. :) There are some stories about our week. We have to go a little early, so we can eat lunch before our lessons.
Have a good week!
Sister Peart
107S 1470E Ste 304
St. George, UT 84790
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