I grew up in a Catholic/Episcopalian mixed household, so I have certain expectations of how a church service goes. Things should be reverent, respectful, and quiet unless you're singing out of the hymnal, but you're still reverent, right? LOL. How little I knew.
One night at a Mardi Gras parade I met this really cute girl. We walked, talked, held hands, and smooched. She asked me to go to church with her the next day. Man, I was over the moon for her. I walked in with her and sat with her family, they all seemed to like me just fine. I was looking into the future and seeing us hitched in 4-5 years. Then the service started. I was horrified, astonished, mortified, and when they started speaking in tongues, I thought it all had to be a joke. I began laughing my arse off. I was looking all around for the candid camera. Things did not end well. Someone should have prepared me for the spactacle that is a Pentecostal service. I'm not being disrespectful. I just had no idea that anyone did things like that in church. Broke my heart when she told me she thought I should leave NOW.