Not A Good Person

I have come to the conclusion that I am not a good person. This all came upon during church yesterday. I had decided to try out a new church and really hoped I would like it because of it's close proximity to our house.

Once at church though, I noticed I was the only one under the age of 70. That may be a slight exaggeration, but needless to say, it was an old school crowd. The priest, just as old school. Now, at 34 weeks pregnant, there is no real hiding the fact. I thought pregnancy would be very welcomed at church. Shined upon really. I had visions of the priest laying his hand on my belly, giving a blessing to my unborn son. Again, not the case.

In fact, I noticed some of this older population staring at me, unapprovingly, like I was a 15 year-old knocked up slut. This made me angry. Then, one man in particular, kept turning around in his pew to do what I felt was staring at me. I found myself, sitting there in church, completely ignoring the sermon, dropping d--che bags and a--holes in my head.

Once I finally calmed down, got ahold of myself, and began listening to the sermon again, I realized I was probably overreacting. This man could simply be looking for someone in the back of the church. Or maybe, his old body was betraying him and he was simply stretching his neck and back occasionally. That must have been it, right? I must have been being hyper sensitive and imagining something that wasn't really there.

That is until mass was over. The priest and his grown-men alter servers (because there were no children at mass to take on that role) proceeded down the aisle to conclude mass. That's when it happened. That's when I got the look.

The priest, all-forgiving and accepting as they are supposed to be, looked at me like he was Simon Cowell and I was the worst American Idol contestant to ever have stepped foot in front of him. So, at that point, I made two conclusions. One, I will not be returning to that particular church. Two, anytime you are dropping those d--che bag and a--hole terms while at church, you cannot be a good person.