Will Not Graduate To A Cigar

, , , , , | Friendly | April 29, 2019

(I have just graduated from college and I am home alone. Someone is at the door, so I answer it. Judging by the way he is dressed, he is a priest or pastor. I haven’t gone to church since I was 12, so I don’t know him.)

Pastor: “I’m here to congratulate you on graduation.”

Me: “Okay, thanks.”

(He looks at me and I look at him. Nothing happens, A few moments of awkward silence pass.)

Pastor: “I have other people to see. Bye.”

Me: “Bye.”

(Later when my parents are home again, I mention this strange encounter.)

Mom: “You didn’t invite him in?”

Me: “No, why should I do that?”

Dad: *laughing* “That’s why he came here.”

(My dad explained that it was the pastor who would always visit people on special occasions like birth, baptism, marriage, anniversary, or graduation expecting that people would ask him in and offer him a cigar and perhaps a few glasses of brandy. This time he wasn’t even close to a cigar.)

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