Now, I didn't go to Mass there. Never would I be caught attending Mass there again. I went at about quarter to three with my father to pray a Rosary and the Chaplet of the Divine Mercy. Silly me, I forgot they had Mass at 4. As we said our Rosary, people started filing in. The noise! It was nearly. deafening. I had trouble hearing my Dad who was praying in the predu next to me. Anywho, We proceeded to say our Rosary, and then my favorite EMHC (can you smell the sarcasm?) came over, turned on the lights behind the statues of Our Lady and St. Joseph, and did as he normally does, waltzed right up to the Tabernacle, stuck the key in, opened the door, lifted the cover to the ciborium, replaced it, and then closed the Tabernacle and walked away.
"Hey!" I whisper-yelled (is that a thing?). He turned and looked at me. I waved him over. "Just a tip. When you go to the Tabernacle, make sure you genuflect or bow or something. Our Lord is in there!" I was nearly steaming. He seemed to be a bit annoyed that he had just been corrected by a clearly far younger woman in a doily. But hey, that's my Lord, and I've had it with EMHCs. Again.