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CA girl
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Date: August 05, 2013 10:55PM
I came home from the grocery store about 7:30 p.m. and a couple of local Mormons were mowing my front lawn. A teenage boy and his dad (who, BTW, would have been Bishop Howdy Doody had he achieved that status in the last election - you know the type) were mowing and edging my lawn. They claimed they were mowing their own lawn and thought of us, so put their lawnmower in the truck and came over. Now granted, our lawn needed it. DH has been working a lot of extra shifts lately and the kids have been off on one adventure or another all summer. But they had to drive a couple of blocks and so I really don't buy their prompted by the spirit act, especially when the dad got the teen son to invite me to his big brother's mission homecoming in two weeks. Maybe he thought I couldn't resist the little 14-year-olds big brown eyes or something. Or that I wouldn't be rude to a kid. I offered to pay them or at least make them brownies, but they cheerfully declined and finished their work and left.
Honestly, it's not just Mormon doctrine that's like nailing Jell-O to wall. Sometimes it's the members themselves, such a slippery mix of nice, mean, brainwashed, relentless, fake, cheerful and just plain clueless. I guess that makes them human but at least I can get away from the other humans that bug me. Getting away from Mormons ... did I mention relentless?