So if you're going to have a Bad Day, you'd think having it while doing God's work might make it a tad less bad, right?

Wrong.

Wrong at least, when your idea of doing God's work involves carrying around poisonous snakes.  Just ask Pastor Jamie Coots of Middlesboro, Kentucky.

Oh wait...  Right.  You can't.  

Because he's dead.

Turns out the Kentucky Pastor, who was a BIG fan of using poisonous snakes in his religious ceremonies, found out the hard way this past weekend that believing in the power of God really wasn't a guarantee that God wouldn't use that power to let one of his deadly fanged creations bite him.  Even worse ( a concept which is tough to imagine once you've been bitten by a venomous serpent), the Pastor choose to decline emergency medical services when offered.  It's not clear why he did this.

Perhaps he believed it was God's will.

Perhaps he thought God was just messing with him.  

Maybe he just forgot the legless slithering animal with the needle-sharp fangs was lethal.

Maybe he felt uncomfortable having strangers touch him.

Whatever his reasoning, the outcome speaks for itself, which is more than can be said for the preacher, who these days isn't saying much to anybody...

...unless they're wearing wings.

It's doubtful there's really ever gonna be a GOOD day, when your primary means of employment involves a workday regimen made up of dishing out creamed corn and mystery meat to non-appreciative middle-schoolers.

It's even more dubious when your work day ends in handcuffs because besides making sloppy-joes, you've been making death threats to your non-appreciative co-workers because they don't like the bake of your cookies.

Yeah.  Burned cookie rejection.  That's what we're talking about here.