Should Confessionals work more like a drive through? I've had priests cut me off in the confessional with "I don't need details. Just your sins. Type and Number."
I understand the need to keep things short and sweet to prevent a simple confession turning into a therapy session, confession of other people's sins, self-justification, or indulging scruples. But just "type and number"?
Type and Number? Sounds like an Extra Value Meal.
"Ok, I had a #3, two number 10's with malice, and a double whopper with a venial side of bending the truth. Oh, and supersize the anger."
"Can I get that absolution to go?"
Where does it all end? Fr Tom Washburn OFM's blog has a cute joke on the subject.
For those of you with iTunes enjoy Bob Rice's Drive Thru Jesus.