tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676729.post6094485105062956096..comments2023-03-28T06:08:06.042-05:00Comments on Lost In The Woods: Testosterone KillsRonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07304913697578294098noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676729.post-48232662203090713552007-11-26T20:59:00.000-06:002007-11-26T20:59:00.000-06:00I had an VERY similar thing happen to me...except ...I had an VERY similar thing happen to me...except I was the organist at a wedding.<BR/><BR/>I played MANY MANY weddings in High School and college and one weekend, my family was out of town and I was tired in the afternoon after mowing the lawn or something and decided to take a little nap before the wedding.<BR/><BR/>I'll never do that again!<BR/><BR/>Apparently, I set the alarm wrong because the phone rang and after trying to "turn the alarm off" (that wasn't buzzing) I realized it was the phone and grabbed it. It was the pastor who said something along the lines of..."Gregg, are you coming to the wedding today?" "Yes", I replied, confused as to why he would ask, "why?" "Because it was supposed to start 5 minutes ago!"<BR/><BR/>Usually I played 15 or 20 minutes of prelude music, but it was already 5 minutes after the bride was SUPPOSED to walk down the aisle.<BR/><BR/>It was 15 minutes to church.<BR/><BR/>I ended up walking into the church nearly 30 minutes late, calmly walking by the ENTIRE BRIDAL PARTY and then ran up the stairs to the organ.<BR/><BR/>I launched right into the parent's processional and the wedding was on!<BR/><BR/>Fortunately, they were amazingly understanding (at least to me), but I could have just died.<BR/><BR/>I didn't get any applause, though.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3676729.post-72455049448672125742007-11-26T18:07:00.000-06:002007-11-26T18:07:00.000-06:00Oh Dad, I can't believe you forgot the time. That...Oh Dad, I can't believe you forgot the time. That doesn't sound like you at all (sarcasm)!<BR/><BR/>Love you!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com