I was best man,
And was in charge of the rings. My mate's wife has family over the world, and with one of them being a vicar, (perhaps, could have been a bishop for all I knew) he was to officiate the wedding. All very nice, till he asked me if I had the rings.
"No!" I yelped, remembering they were still in the boot of my car. Sadly, before my brain kicked in, I added, "Oh Christ!"
There was a deep silence, fortunately only for a second, one that felt longer to me.
The vicar didn't bat an eyelid, good thing too, I swear his eyes turned red, and calmly replied,
"Don't worry, he'll be here."
I just ran to the car, probably the only thing which hid my mortification.
( Blind Meach Cautiously optimistic, Fri 2 Sep 2011, 18:49, Reply)