
If I had become a parish priest
the job that I would have liked the least
would be to sit without change of expression
when listening to a particularly nasty confession

If I had become a parish priest
the job that I would have liked the least
would be to sit without change of expression
when listening to a particularly nasty confession
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Nice one. And was this once an ambition, to be a priest?
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My mother’s second husband, a Jamaican told my fortune and predicted that I would become one
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Wow. I remember back in school I dated a ‘chap’ who was destined for the church. He knew every erotic passage in the Bible. I bumped into him as an adult. Yes, he did become a priest, but then left. He couldn’t cope with the celibacy (he was Catholic). He became a social worker instead
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All my priest wanted to do during confession was gossip. I went twice and that was it.
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