I went out for a walk at lunch and got caught in the rain. Rain doesn’t just come down on me out of the clear sky. I’m not Douglas Adams’s Rain God who was followed everywhere by rain. That would be crazy. Hilarious, but crazy.
But if there’s a chance of rain I’m going to get caught in it. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve gone out for a walk on my lunch break and it’s started raining and I have to run back or take a slightly longer lunch than I planned because I’m waiting for it to pass. I’ve lost count mostly because I never bothered to count but it’s also happened to me a lot of times.
And every time I remember an old joke: a minister is standing outside the church after services and a man comes up to him and says, “Your sermon on the Ten Commandments was very inspiring. I lost my umbrella and I was going to take someone else’s.”
The minister says, “And it was ‘Thou shalt not steal’ that stopped you?”
The man replies, “No, it was ‘Thou shalt not commit adultery’ that reminded me where I left my umbrella.”
The joke doesn’t keep me dry but it does make getting caught in the rain a little more bearable.
There’s a lesson in that and that lesson is that if you want to have your cake in sheep’s clothing you can pick your friends and you can pick a guitar but it never hurts to carry an umbrella.