Making A Whole Lot Of Noise About A Whole Lot Of Noise

(I’m at the front gates of a motor racing event that’s held in the middle of a field and usually on a Sunday. There’s no houses around for a couple of miles, apart from the odd one or two. It has just gone 11 am and riders are going out onto the track to practice and sort their bikes out. An older lady pulls up and I go to greet her.)

Me: “Hey, just you?”

Woman: “What’s all the noise?”

Me: “It’s a racing event, miss.”

Woman: “What are they doing?”

Me: “They’re practicing.”

Woman: “Well can’t they practice somewhere else?”

Me: “Practice somewhere else?”

Woman: “Yes. I’m about to have a bible study with my friends.”

Me: “I’m sorry about the noise being close to your home but I’m afraid we can’t relocate to another convenient field, re-stake all the ropes, and move everyone else at such short notice.”

Woman: “It’s not close to my home. I’m 10 miles away. I was just having a drive before my bible study.”

Me: “Well, if it’s not going to be a distraction, why are you complaining?”

Woman: “This shouldn’t be allowed! IT’S GOD’S DAY!”