An Average Mormon
I heard a funny story about myself today: Apparently, I’m an average Mormon.
Several months ago when my new roommate arrived, I took him on a tour of the city, and helped him move his stuff in. You know, the same things anyone would do for a roommate. He then told his sister.
Several weeks later, his sister asked: “So how are things going with your roommate?” “Which, the member or the non-member.” She responded, “you know, the average Mormon.”
Upon hearing this response, my roommate burst into laughter, knowing that I am, by no means an average Mormon. But I guess, even when I was inactive, I acted like one. Who would’ve thunk it?