When I was still a seminarian in the Philippines I was assigned in my home parish one Holy week to help out in the Holy week activities. One of my jobs was to be a crowd controller for people wanting to go to confession . For some reasons, many still think that if they went to confession during holy week, their sins would surely be forgiven. So when I went to the Church one particular morning I saw this long queue of people waiting for the priest to hear their confession. Because of the number of people, the parish priest then organized a numbering system, just like Vicroads, in order to be fair for everyone. So they have to wait for their turn to come. While waiting, I chatted with some of them and I learned that some of them had left their homes and villages as early as 6 o’clock just to get to the church earlier and to get to confession sooner. But then I noticed that there was a bit of a commotion near the front of the line. Apparently, there were two ladies who came much later than the others and wanted to butt into the queue. Some of those who came earlier had told them to go to the end of the line but they insisted to cut into the queue. I told them: ‘You should include in your confession today that you butt into the line. If I were the priest, I would give you as a penance to go to the end of the line and start again. It’s unfair for these people you know. They have been here almost three hours now, waiting, then you came in just now and wanting to push yourself first.’ I could sense they were a bit embarrassed when I reprimanded them. So to save face, one of them said to me: ‘If you want to go to confession too, you can go before me.’ I said: ‘No, I’m not going to confession. I’m the crowd controller here. So please off you go to the end of the queue, if not I’ll tell the priest about you.’ They went to the end of the line, much to the relief of many who were there earlier than they were.