An elderly woman walked into the local country church.

The friendly usher
greeted her at the door and helped her up the flight of steps.

"Where would
you like to sit?" he asked politely.

"The front row please." She
answered.

"You really don’t want to do that," the usher said. "The pastor is
really boring."

"Do you happen to know who I am?" the woman
inquired.

"No." he said.

"I’m the pastor’s mother," she replied
indignantly.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked.

"No." she said.

"Good,"
he answered.