CLUELESS

Speaking of pools (see yesterday!), I did have a very interesting experience when I went to my regular pool store to gather the necessary for the ceremonial closing of the above ground monster that occupies a substantial portion of our back yard.

Having been assured several seasons ago that all I needed to do was buy one plastic ball full of heaven knows what and run it through the skimmer prior to covering, I picked one up and headed for the checkout. I guess my progressive bifocals weren't working too well that day, because I failed to see how long this thing had to be in the skimmer.

So, I asked the girl at the checkout and got an interesting reply -

I dunno. Ain't got a pool.

Considering these things were flying off the shelves like macaroni in Milan, I would have thought that the sales assistants would have gathered a little information in case just one single customer was too blind or stupid to read it for himself.

Failing that, maybe a good reply would have been, "I'm sorry, I don't know, but I will find out for you."

Perhaps I was interrupting her cell phone chat with a couple of buddies who were also wasting their employer's time. Who knows?

When it comes to my own faith, to God, to church, to eternity, I must admit there are a lot of things I just don't know. I spent years thinking I was meant to have the answer for every situation, so I faked it - fooling no one I'm sure.

Nowadays I am happy to focus on the little bit I do know and fess up about all the stuff that still baffles me.

Then I tell folks that it's okay not to be able to dot every "I" and cross every "t". We call that faith.