They’re NOT my kids!

Ok… every now and then you have a significant ego check. You just don’t expect it to happen in the check out line at Wal-Mart. For you metropolitan bloggers out there (whom I will refer to from this point out as metroggers… another perhaps original…), you may not understand the joy and simplicity of a trip to Wal-Mart. For us more rural bloggers (uh, can we say RNB’s… red neck bloggers), this trip to bargain mecca is so much more than a shopping trip. It’s our mall, our hangout, our social extravaganza. When there’s no home game, and it’s after dark, then hey, a trip to Wal-Mart is to us what sitting in those rocking chairs at Cracker Barrell is to you city folk who think you’ve gotten in touch with your roots.

I digress. I went to Wallyworld yesterday (first popularized by Chevy Chase in the original “Vacation” but now used by those in the know to refer to theme park/bargain store/town hall/front porch place formerly known as Wal-Mart. I was there with Phillip Slaughter and his new bride, Rosie – Phillip’s the co-pastor of Journey. We had gone to pick up some supplies for our new worship location.Img_9018

In line, the older lady who was checking us out looked at our threesome with familial joy and exclaimed sweetly to me, “Oh, is this your son or your daughter?” …

Later that night, after bail had been posted and a date set for my trial for “aggravated” assault… I finally realized why it’s called “aggravated..” Heck, I’m 37 stinking years old, and she thinks that Rosie or Phillip are my kids? Aaargh.

P&R kept their mouths shut as we finished checking out. I didn’t even correct the lady. I just said, “He’s also the co-pastor of our church.” She couldn’t believe it. Said he looked too young. She was also just as shocked to discover they were married. Maybe it’s P&R that look SO young rather than me looking old enough to be their father…

On the way out of Wallyworld, Phillip asks, “Can I have some candy, Dad?”

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On this day...

4 comments

  1. Brittany says:
    Hey Jeff, don’t feel bad. It happened to us a little while back too! (Except we were in P&R’s position!) We went somewhere with our now former pastor, Edgar and his wife Joyce, and someone thought we were his kids too. So you’re not alone. Maybe you can start a support group…
  2. Mandy says:
    I know this is old.. but I had to say that this sure makes me miss P&R!!! And hey, I think that if Clayton keeps his baby face that in the next 15 years someone’s going to think I’m HIS mom… how’s that for bad? lol

    Mandy’s last blog post..So ready for summer

  3. Jeff says:
    What’s even funnier about this is that while we were in NM/TX over the break, a clerk at a boot shop thought Carolyn was a mom… of her 24 year-old brother! Ahahahahahahahahaha.
  4. Mandy says:
    EEK!!

    Mandy’s last blog post..So ready for summer

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