It's amazing how our mother's words can come back to haunt us at times. One of the famous sayings of mothers is:
"Don't forget to wear clean underwear."
The following is a true story that my husband and I witnessed firsthand.
We were attending a funeral of a man in our little community. The ushers seated us on the front row, no less. The funeral began with some mishaps and faux pas (such as the minister announcing that the "nut's" gone -- referring to the deceased -- God as my witness . . . he said that!) . . .BUT, the BIGGEST was yet to come!
As we watched the mourners solemnly pay their last respects to the dearly departed, one nicely dressed lady caught our attention. She stood in front of the casket, nose buried in her Kleenex. All of a sudden, the elastic in her skirt gave way and her skirt plummeted to the floor.
Unbeknownst to her, she was now standing there -- in front of the church full of people -- wearing her suit top and a lovely beige slip! However, her husband is suddenly aware of her lack of clothing. Mister helpful Henry here quickly gives her a HUGH nudge in the side and points to the floor. (I guessed he was too shocked to be a gentleman and pick it up for her?)
Greatly embarrassed, she reaches down, grabs her skirt and pulls it back up and hangs on for dear life! She did not immediately go home. No. . . she stayed and clung fiercely to the skirt until the all of the funeral "festivities" were over.
Have you ever HAD to swallow an explosive laugh . . . . at a funeral? I thought I was going to die trying to hold it back. Later, I laughed until I cried --ROFL!!!!
Note: Since we leave in a very small town, we could not tell anyone about this for fear they might be her relative :o
Love,
5 comments:
Oh, that's awful! But it could have been much, much worse. Thank goodness for that slip!
Oh my gosh!! Poor lady! That is too funny, though! I hope she was able to laugh it off.
What a funny story. Poor lady. My hubby used to sit next to our pastor (his dear friend) in choir. The man was a GREAT pastor, but couldn't carry a tune in a bucket. He tried and tried and tried and tried. Andy would try to help him get on key, usually to no avail. They would get each other so tickled with the sounds that came out of him. Often during church from the platform I could see them trying desperately to hold it together and not be a huge distraction. I kinda miss those days.
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Oh my goodness!!! How hysterical. I don't believe I could have kept the laugh in. Although, how horrible for her. I think if I were her I couldn't have gotten out of there fast enough!!!!
How funny! I think, no....I know...I would have had to leave right then and there. I'd have been too embarrassed to hang around.
This didn't happen at my church, but my sister said they were having a funeral service at their church (where her husband pastors) and my sister said she saw what she thought was someone crawling in the choir and she thought it was someone's hair she was seeing and it ended up being a dog that had slipped in. My brother-in-law was trying to get the dog out and the family just laughed. I guess "he" helped provide a little laughter in a sad situation.
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