Easter Fears and Questionable Work Conditions
The kids went to the church Easter egg hunter a few weeks back and came back with some candy and other assorted trinkets. One of the items, which I apologize for not having a picture yet, was a gold medal each of them received for participating. On the medal were hands praying. I figure that was Jesus praying for the end of rewarding children for mediocrity, but I somehow doubt it.
Another item, I did snap a few pictures of was a small container of bubbles like you might see at a wedding, except tastefully labeled for churches during Easter. Who knew right?
You can't really see that well since my phone doesn't allow me to make multishot panoramic photos, but it says "He Lives Bubbles." Not exactly the most brilliant of marketing, especially considering all of the smaller print.
*Choking Hazard
*Eye Irritant
*Not for consumption
* Not for children under 3
Hmmm. So he lives, but is a choking hazard? I'll remember that the next time the minister offers me communion and says "The body of Christ..."
Speaking of bodies, this is one of two in the stairwell at work and have been there for a few months now.
I think this one is Henry. Yes, he and Henrietta have been there so long we've taken to naming them (and a small cartoon I made that they star in [I know, I need help]).
This morning however it struck me. Everyone knows roaches are about the most resilient creatures on the planet. It's assumed they would survive nuclear fallout, so why is it there are two dead in the stairwell? Not crushed, just dead as though they were crawling along and died suddenly. Maybe I should start using the elevator to the 3rd floor. I might not be getting the health benefits I thought after all!
