Mormon Missionaries Drinking Beer

Dear Journal,

Now before you go judging me for what happened today you will need to read this entry all the way through.

So Elder Hacks and I were knocking doors today trying to find someone to teach. I thought it was kind of strange that he wanted to be in this apartment complex around a certain time but shrugged it off thinking he must be inspired or something.

About the 3rd door we knocked on a long haired hippie looking dude answered, we told him who we were and asked if we could come in and share a message. He said "Sure" so we went in a sat down. It just so happened to be my turn to lead the discussion so I started teaching him.

It seemed like things were going pretty good when he interupted me and said "Dude's I'm dying of thurst, I'm going to get a beer do either of you want one?" I declined but about fell off my seat when Hacks said "Yah I'll take one? As the guy went into the kitchen I looked at Hacks with must have been the strangest look he had ever seen. He said "Things are going good with this guy and I don't want to ruin it by turning him down, don't worry I'm not planning on drinking it"

I breathed a sigh of relief as Brett (The Dude who let us in) brought out a couple of bottles of Bud and handed my companion one. Then Brett clanked his bottle on Hack's and said "Drink up". Again I about passed out when my comp started chugging the beer!

Apperently in certain situations it must be OK for Mormon Missionaries to Drink Beer.

Once they both got done drinking their beers They looked at me and both started laughing. Now I know that I must have looked dumbfounded because they just continued to laugh. Then things got even stranger when another missionary walked out from a back bedroom. I was still in shock and couldn't quite figure out what was going on for what seem like an eternity.

It wasn't until Brett pulled his wig off that I realized that I was the butt of their joke! They were the other missionaries in our district and had planned this to break me in a little. They washed out the bottles and put water in them to make it more realistic.

I have to admit It seemed realistic to me!

So everyone can sleep peacefully tonight knowing that Mormon missionaries still don't drink beer!

How I earned the name Elder Greenie

Dear Journal,

I came extremely close to swearing today and I am probably going to spend some time on my knees tonight.

So here the skinny on what happened today.

I was in the shower getting ready for the day when I hear the door of the bathroom open. I figure that Hackamatic must have needed something and would grab it and go.

Boy was I wrong!

Apparently there is a tradition in the mission field, just a little hazing for the newbies.

Let's just say that before I knew what had happened there was a big green dust cloud surrounding me in the shower. As you know Green Jello and water don't really mix if you are trying to get clean. If you are trying to make Jello it's great.

Well needless to say I look like the freaking Hulk (Minus the muscles)

I am green from the hair on my head to my waist.

I was soooooooo MAD! But then all I could do was laugh right along with Hackamatic......He'll get his before we are done, maybe that isn't the mission way but I can't let this go unpunished.

So the rest of the day I had to go around looking like a big stalk of celery. I could only get most of the green off, but not all. Lucky today was P-Day and not a teaching day.

I really loved walking down the street and people yelling "There goes the Jolley Green Giant" or "I've heard of a green thumb but...." Well you get the picture.

Anyway I can't wait to do this to my trainee when I get one!!!