I am coming to really dislike Tuesdays. We haven't really heard from the Head Bane and all the little Bane's of my existence in a while, but they all meet on Tuesdays. And today they decided that they were too tired to have our annual float in the parade. And have started calling people drumming up support for their decision to quit. Do they call me? No, of course not, so I don't get the call about all this until 10 p.m.
Of course, they waited until the last minute to start kicking up a fuss. We have already spend money on the decorations, announced it to everyone, advertised, etc. We have labeled 20 cases of free water to pass out.
Now the kicker is this...they have never helped with the float before. This will be my fourth year. They only thing they do is show up and climb on. Well, I got news for them--we are doing a float even if it is just a little red wagon pulled by yours truly.
And before you ask, I have already moved my wrist band for complaining. But I thought that the top of my head might explode.
What do you do when people don't want to DO anything? And not only that, they don't want ANYONE ELSE TO DO ANYTHING. They think that people should just show up at our doors every Sunday because it is sitting there. I totally agree with the statement that "being a pastor is like being pecked to death by ducks".