The Confession Booth Trap
A church sacristan discovered that his wife was having an affair with the priest. Devastated, he drowned his sorrow in the church’s wine—every last drop.
Noticing the sacristan was frequently drunk and that the wine for Mass had mysteriously vanished, the priest decided to confront him.
Priest: “Sacristan! Who’s been drinking the church’s wine?”
The sacristan remained silent, no matter how many times the priest asked. Frustrated, the priest dragged him into the confession booth.
Priest: “Now you’re under oath, and God is listening. Who drank my wine?”
Still, the sacristan said nothing.
Angry, the priest stormed out of the booth, pulled the sacristan out, and accused him of sacrilege for refusing to confess.
Sacristan: “Dear Father, when you’re on my side of the booth, you can’t hear anything said on your side.”
Priest (furious): “What do you mean you can’t hear? You’re lying—and you’ve committed a grave sin!”
Sacristan: “If you don’t believe me, let’s switch places.”
Curious and indignant, the priest agreed. They swapped roles—now the sacristan played the priest, and the priest sat in the confessor’s seat.
Sacristan (as priest): “So, Father… since you’re confessing now, tell me—who’s been sleeping with the sacristan’s wife?”
The priest sat in silence.
The sacristan repeated the question several times. Still no answer.
Finally, the sacristan stepped out, pulled the priest from the booth, and declared:
Sacristan: “Why didn’t you answer? You’ve committed a sacrilege and a grave sin!”
The priest, caught off guard, paused… then muttered:
Priest: “You know, dear Sacristan… you’re absolutely right. When you’re on that side, you really can’t hear a thing from the other!”
Noticing the sacristan was frequently drunk and that the wine for Mass had mysteriously vanished, the priest decided to confront him.
Priest: “Sacristan! Who’s been drinking the church’s wine?”
The sacristan remained silent, no matter how many times the priest asked. Frustrated, the priest dragged him into the confession booth.
Priest: “Now you’re under oath, and God is listening. Who drank my wine?”
Still, the sacristan said nothing.
Angry, the priest stormed out of the booth, pulled the sacristan out, and accused him of sacrilege for refusing to confess.
Sacristan: “Dear Father, when you’re on my side of the booth, you can’t hear anything said on your side.”
Priest (furious): “What do you mean you can’t hear? You’re lying—and you’ve committed a grave sin!”
Sacristan: “If you don’t believe me, let’s switch places.”
Curious and indignant, the priest agreed. They swapped roles—now the sacristan played the priest, and the priest sat in the confessor’s seat.
Sacristan (as priest): “So, Father… since you’re confessing now, tell me—who’s been sleeping with the sacristan’s wife?”
The priest sat in silence.
The sacristan repeated the question several times. Still no answer.
Finally, the sacristan stepped out, pulled the priest from the booth, and declared:
Sacristan: “Why didn’t you answer? You’ve committed a sacrilege and a grave sin!”
The priest, caught off guard, paused… then muttered:
Priest: “You know, dear Sacristan… you’re absolutely right. When you’re on that side, you really can’t hear a thing from the other!”
