Anyway, I set up with a different member this week to teach him piano twice a week, so that should be fun.
This is a missionary culture tip. So here in our branch there is an old lady who loves the missionaries. A lot. So much that she's known as the grandma to the missionaries. She always pups us every time we see her and she invites us over to eat at her house all the time. And then makes us pay for it. I found out though that she would probably be dead if she didn't do that. Her retirement pay whatever that's called is super tiny and there's no way she'd have enough money to live without feeding the missionaries. So it's a kind of strange form of service, but service nonetheless.
Two Truths and a Lie
The lie last week was the calves one. That didn't happen sadly. Okay, so this week, which of these didn't happen?
- I saw a guy in a cage
- I found a hidden trove of johnny's garlic spread in our cupboard
- A woman got on the metro with 12 lap dogs