Funny Now, But Not Then

I dashed off to the ladies' room just after Sunday School was through. The service that would soon begin, I'd relish from my favorite pew. As I sailed down the lengthy hall, I felt the cool, conditioned air-- more in the back than in the front, but I trucked on, Miss Unaware! I reached the sanctuary door and saw that I was not alone. A red-faced deacon spoke to me-- few words, low voice, with gentle tone. I spluttered "Thanks" and fled the scene my problem to eliminate, slinked in the back, and took a seat. I prayed my shame would soon abate. What lesson did I learn that day? That, to avoid such Sunday woes, I really must be sure my dress is not tucked in my pantyhose. January 3, 2021 entered in the Funny Memories Contest Placed 1st Sponsor: Natasha L. Scragg