Tonight I walked out of mass with a lady I had just met, and there was a Dunkin’ Donuts cup sitting on the ground between the church and convent (by the way I referred to it as a nunnery in my head until I was just corrected. I am a bad Catholic).
While talking to this (very nice) lady, I saw the cup and thought, “How horrible would it be for a nun to walk outside to this trash, or Father?”
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So I picked it up, thinking I would find a trashcan on the way to my car.
There was NO trashcan.
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A nasty Dunkin Donuts kid is just sitting on the floor of my car, and I’m pretty sure the lady I walked out with thinks I’m weird because I uttered something about nuns as I was picking up trash.
Lent makes me awkward.