Tuesday, February 19, 2008

you rang?

The phone went at 1 am this morning. When you’re a minister and the phone goes in the middle of the night, the heart tends to race. Car accident? Death bed emergency?

In a deep sleep, I jumped out of bed. Confused, I opened the door. Unfortunately it was the wardrobe. Difficult to get into and certainly no phone in there.

I found the proper door and just as I got to the phone, it stopped.

Perhaps they would try my cell phone. A frantic search found it, but no call.

By now my wife was by my side. “Our phone can track missed calls,” she said. So I rang the missed call.

“Hi, your phone has just rung this phone and I’m returning the missed call,” I said sleepily.

“Are you Kentucky Fried Chicken,” a voice that I did not recognise said.

“No,” I replied, “I’m not Kentucky Fried Chicken”

“Oh, sorry, I must have phoned the wrong number.”

Slowly I trudged back to bed. No parishioner injured in a car accident after all. No death side pastoral visit needed. Simply a midnight soul searching for a greasy takeway.

Posted by steve at 10:54 AM

1 Comment

  1. Steve, I read this comment in the light of the previous one and thought to myself; “always the pastor!”. Thanks.

    Comment by mark — February 23, 2008 @ 11:31 am

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