Soap Nazi

It was a joke after my day working at one of the clinics. Bonnygate is one of the favorites I think of just about everyone. Partway up the mountain, it's Pastor Kermit's territory, a local pastor that Marla has partnered with for many years, and a friendly and pretty organized group. My first trip, not having much to do at the time, I was given a big bag of miscellaneous soaps and hygiene items to give away. I had tried several different places trying to keep from creating a "Who" effect. (the rock band, remember?)
I was causing crowd control problems wherever I went....freebies you know?
I was praying over people then giving them a mixed bag of items to take home. A big line formed with people asking me to pray for them. I'm feeling pretty spiritual what with all the request for prayer, and I'm praying for one after another, until suddenly I think the person in front of me seems familiar. It happens again, and I realize they are simply going around the building and coming back and getting in line to get more soap! I say, to the woman in line...don't I know you? She starts giggling sheepishly, and I tell her, humorously, to scram and don't let me see her back in line. We laughed at each other as she walked away. They all start grinning at this point because they know I can't tell who's been in line and who hasn't. I ended up going inside the medical clinic and only giving what soaps I had left to those seeing the Doctors. And since I was guarding my bag pretty zealously, ...Soap Nazi. NO SOAP FOR YOU!