The Day Nothing Happened


August 31st 2013 was much like any other Sabbath day in Wadsworth and a small group of people, members of the RCG, sat through the service when they suddenly realized – nothing happened! The room was not overflowing with people. There was no crowded parking lot with hordes of members from other COGs begging to be let in the building. No “standing room only” sign hastily put at the door.

No announcements about the charred remains of three shepherds. No thinly veiled denials like “We don’t set dates”, no announcements about the approval for a newer auditorium that would one day be called the (Dale) Carnegie Hall of the Midwest, no euphoria over a contract for a massive advertising campaign with Readers Digest.

Nothing, not a sausage!

4 Replies to “The Day Nothing Happened”

  1. Pack has squeezed blood from a turnip to build his Wadsworth complex, but even so his real goals have been denied to him. He really aspires to be the equal of HWA, or greater. A worthy successor whose impact nobody can deny. But, alas. Like Pepe LePew, he is his own nemesis, his own glass ceiling.

    It is far better to love others and to be loved in return. Maybe some day, he will understand, but I doubt it.

    BB

  2. Bob,

    Pack will not only not understand, but is incapable of understanding. He is off the deep end in my opinion and will become destructive. Just look at his past. Give it time before something sets off the fuse.

  3. I think as far as fulfilling his Ediface Complex, Dave still trails Gerry. Despite valiant attempts, I think he still trails him in nuttiness as well.

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