I'll be posting a couple of personal stories each week for the rest of the month as well. Dim the lights, grab your sniffer of Orange Fanta and make yourselves comfortable. Here's is an experience that I like to call:
Temple Shenanigans
A while back, I served in the temple by doing a cleaning assignment (much better than endowments). I was given a backpack vacuum to clean the stairs and the nooks and crannies. As I walked by a fellow cleaner (also wearing a backpack vacuum) I tried to lighten up the mood and said to him, "Ghostbusters...just don't get slimed!" He was unable to refrain from loud laughter in the sacred and hallowed temple halls for about 2 minutes.
It was then that I realized I was probably sucking up ectoplasm left by the spirits of the dead. I'll be honest though, I didn't actually see any ectoplasm, which was a little disappointing because the temple should be filled with it.
What a lot of people don't realize about the temple is how many back doors and passages there are. Temples require a lot of maintenance access and there are air conditioning, water treatment, maintenance, workshops, projector rooms, etc. It's a regular labyrinth. Our local temple in particular has a side access door to the roof and the lights are set up in a particular way that no one can be seen on the roof from the ground at night. It's also invisible from the main road.
To Be Continued.........
A close approximation of how it all went down:
