Choir

My Sainted wife is in the choir at her church. She has a beautiful voice, and loves being part of making uplifting music. She apparently derives as much pleasure from this as I do from flinging plates off the wall with the Who or Jimi Hendrix, so that's really saying something.

Her choir, on the other hand, has members who have taken to resenting that the choir director has singled her out for extra singing duty.

A church choir. With jealousies. You can't make this stuff up.

These are women stuck in junior high school. You wouldn't catch curmudgeons talking behind each other's backs. We're too obstreperous, in-your-face types.

And we aren't engaged in anything anywhere near as noble.