Every Friday evening during Lent there's stations of the cross at my church. Stations is followed by Lenten supper. Granted, the food isn't great, but it's cheap and you don't have to cook or clean up. The problem is this. Stations ends at 6:00, at which time about 100 people all rush to get in line for dinner, which usually consists of something along the lines of lasagna, soup, or something of the sort. There's always a zillion different types to choose from. Because I hate fighting my way through crowds of hungry people, and because I always have my four year old sister with me, I always end up at the back of the line. 

    Now, being at the end of a 100 people line is never fun, especially if it's a food line, and it will take a while until it's your turn. However, someone had the stupid idea of have people designated to serve out the meal, with one person usually managing two lasagnas. Each of these designated people all believe that they're doing everyone a great service. The problem? They're not. First off, it means that the lines can converge into two, one for each side of the food-serving table. Second, you have to shout to make it known that you want the veggie lasagna, instead of the shrimp lasagna. Third, these food people take forever. Truly, you begin to wonder if they're just slow in hand-eye coordination, or if they're purposely teasing you. It's the point that by the time I actually get my food, my brother(who sneakily dashed out and was first in line) is done. 

    The lesson? Bureaucracies are never good in any area of life. If people can do it themselves, let them. It'll get done just that much quicker.