*Awkward Silence*

Today at work I was telling a few of the ladies in the office this entirely work appropriate story about a girl taking the contraceptive pill. It had a funny ending but it was far from seedy. All of a sudden I noticed a change in the atmosphere, the chill of awkwardness. Looking down (and down and down) I noticed this small nun standing beside me. I swear God makes them small so they can sneak up on you. She had this wooden crutch so you'd think I'd have heard her coming but it had this special rubber covering on it. Much like the silencer on a gun. She asked the girls a few work-related questions, avoiding me completely. We all laughed about it afterwards but I can't help thinking that if they gay thing hadn't done it, I'm certainly going to hell now.