Oh, George

Here’s something my Coma-Sis sent me that I want to share with you all.

It sure lightened my mood! AND Taught me a Valuable lesson 😉

By Nancy Poucher

Mildred, the church gossip and self-appointed monitor of the church’s morals, kept sticking her nose into other people’s business.

Several members did not approve of her activities, but feared her enough to maintain their silence.

She made a mistake, however, when she accused George, a new church member, of being an alcoholic after she saw  his old pickup parked in front of the town’s only bar one afternoon.

She  emphatically told George (and several others) that everyone who saw it parked there would know exactly what he was doing.

George, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and then just turned and walked away.

He  didn’t explain, defend or deny… He said nothing.

Later that evening, George quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred’s house…Walked homed and left it there all night!

You gotta love  George…