Oh Sister Missionaries!

I love BYU’s candy counter. I’ve consequently gotten to know about everyone who works there, and never pass up the opportunity for a free sample.

Today I was talking with them about how the women Broadcast Journalism majors have to cut their hair to be on TV. The conversation shifted to when you submit your mission papers you have to include a picture. It’s a fact that the good-looking Sister missionaries can get into more doors, and consequently have a lot of success.

Then I say: “It’s funny how good looks and sex-appeal play a vital role in even missionary work.”

The girls at the candy counter nod their heads in agreement. Then freeze.

I get that pit feeling in my stomach, just like a little kid when he’s caught under the kitchen table shoveling down candy. With a quiver, my eyes follow the frozen candy counter girl’s eyes – to right beside me.

There stands an elderly sister missionary, just staring at me. I read her nametag twice, hardly believing that I just said sex appeal and missionary work in the same sentence in her presence. Then she laughs, and says that she agrees with a smile.

All of us are dumbstruck. I stare back at the candy counter, make some excuse that I have to leave, and ran-walked out of there. 

The worst part of this experience hit me as I left – I didn’t even get my free sample today! 

Two of the most successful missionaries in my mission. Good looks correlation?