When we asked if his parents were home, he said “Let me check.” He came back a moment later and said that we would have to return.
Thinking that this might be an opportunity to share the message we had come so far to share, we got excited and said, “OK, great! When can we come back then?”
“The 17th.” Was his reply. Whipping out our weekly planners, my companion missionary said, “The 17th of June, then?”
“No” he said- “the 17th of never.”
I’ll never forget how slick this kid was or just how deadpan was his delivery. I mean, it was spot on, as if he had rehearsed it for months. My wife and I today use this sarcastically when we joke about things that we are sure will never happen. When should we get caught up on all the laundry? The 17th. When are we going to break down and put in our landscaping? Well, I’ve got some free time on the 17th… Jim A. - Utah
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