Every once in a while my EC and I try and get us some of that “culture”, so that we can be conversant in things other than teenagers leaving the lights on. I almost forgot to tell you about this experience, and how close it was to being one of the high points of my life.
We had just paid our admission to the museum, and were going into one of the theaters for a presentation, when out of the corner of my eye, I saw something that made me stop in my tracks. I turned to look, but there were people standing in the way. I quietly removed my phone from my pocket, and started to make my way through the crowd.
I was nervous. I knew that this could be one of those “life altering encounters”, and I knew that taking a picture was probably not polite, or appropriate. But decorum and rules aside – I was taking this picture.
Knowing that I only had one shot at this, I walked slowly behind and snapped the picture without being seen, then shoved my phone back into my pocket. I entered the theater and sat down next to my wife. She asked me where I disappeared to. I told her I needed to take a picture. She’s knew well enough not to ask why.
Imagine my disappointment as I looked more closely at the picture. Not just the blurry quality, but the subject. It turned out that it was a woman with a mohawk wearing fatigues. Don’t get me wrong, I have no problems with women with mohawks and fatigues, although the fanny pack strapped to her leg was a little disarming. No, the problem was that she was not who I was hoping for.
But in my defense, I feel her shirt was a little bit misleading.
I guess I’ll just have to keep waiting and watching…
But mark my words: Before I die, I will take a picture of one of the Three Nephites.
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I’m pretty sure there were more than 3 nephites. Just kidding.
I second JRoberts. That was awesome.
I still think you were right . . . what a disguise!!!
Awesome!
One time one of the 3 Nephites brought me a Big Gulp in my time of need. As soon as I took the bucket of goodness from him…he was gone…I didn’t even get to say thank you!
ha ha, that’s awesome. I’m about to get me a “disciple of Santa Claus” tshirt…People are rocking hard against the big man. I feel that wearing my shirt around the Mormon community would really put people in a tizzy! Picture that!
that’s what I’m talkin about….
@Linda – My companion and I taught a guy in jail. He had been one of our most promising contacts until he was arrested for serial arson. I don’t remember seeing any of the Three Nephites there, although I’m sure we were being protected in that city, with no elders and all…
Your sense of humor is wicked…
And kinda wonderful.
=)
Good luck with that! For all we know YOU could be one of the three Nephites.
Sandy
Or you could go hang in downtown Philly. A couple from our ward is serving a mission there. They told us an older woman is adamant one of the Three Nephites kept her from being mugged at a bus stop.
In order to find The Three Nephites, I think you need to hang around sister missionaries who are teaching felons. At least that’s what I hear.
..good luck with that…
Ha!!
Well, if you’re gonna find a Nephite, you’ve gotta attend The Forgotten Carols. Or find yourself in deep physical or spiritual turmoil while crossing Nebraska. Start walkin’! 😉
Your closing line had me snort a little diet coke up!
Props to the little miss who wore the shirt, makes me wonder what was on the front.
I don’t, however wonder what was in the slouchy fanny pack.
hahahaha! Hang in there and keep the batteries charged! 😉
Bahahaha! The whole way through I was all tense waiting to see how it changed your life and was so amazing…then your closing line. So awesome!