I was scheduled to give a talk with a very eccentric sister last night. I gave her the talk at the meeting sunday and asked her if we could meet a little early last night to read it over together. She said that was fine.

So I get to the meeting last night and I'm walking into the second school with the sister.
Diana - "So did you get a chance to read over the talk?"
Sister - "Yes."
D - "What did you think, did it sound ok?"
S - "Yea, yea, it sounded fine. I'm just not feeling that well, I'm hoping I'll make it through the whole thing."
D - (dumbfounded)... "Uh... well what's wrong?"
S - "Well, I haven't had diarrhea all day, but I've felt really sick to my stomach. I've been in the bathroom all afternoon."
D - (dumbfounded again).... "Ok.... well why don't we go through the talk?"

Then the sister said she was glad we were in the second school rather than the main hall. I said it's possible we might be moved to the front, since often sisters at my hall don't show up. She just stared at me blankly, like I'd smacked her across the face. I said I'd ask the school overseer and let her know as I walked by. The second she walked away, the overseer tapped me on the shoulder and asked us to move up front.

As I walked by the sister during the song, I said we'd have to be in front. Again, she looked like I'd smacked her. I asked if she'd be ok, and she said, "Oh, I don't know. I'm sitting in the back here in case I have to run to the bathroom, you know, on account of the diarrhea."