This is the first in what may or may not develop into an occasional series of leaks reports from the inner sanctum of Christ Church Cathedral.

As regular readers will remember, I was foolishly miraculously chosen as rector's warden recently.  One of the first orders of business in my new capacity was to have my name added to the list of signing officers at the local bank.  (For reasons soon to become apparent, the bank shall remain nameless.)

Since the signature cards had not been updated for a couple of years, the bank insisted that all five signing officers meet together to conduct the formalities.  We agreed to meet today at 12 noon.

When I arrived at the bank, Dean and Rector Peter Williams told me that he had phoned the bank this morning to confirm the arrangements and had to deal with a very unhelpful individual.  The bank person didn't know we were coming and didn't seem interested in verifying our appointment.  She wasn't sure anyone would be available at noon to help us.  Peter reminded her that this meeting was at the bank's request and would be brief, since it only involved signing a few cards.  After he persisted, she finally found time for us.

That was aggravating enough but, to add insult to injury, this is how the rest of the conversation went:

Bank person: What organisation are you with?

Peter: The Anglican Church.

Bank person: How do you spell that?

Christ Church is making a huge impression on the people of Whitehorse, obviously.

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