Have been a Priest for 33 years; Am now semi - retired and self-supporting, by the occasional Wedding, and mainly by conducting funerals for fallen-away Catholics (and Protestants) who can't find a Clergyman to bury them.

In my pre-Priest days I was a Dancing Instructor for Fred Astair, and a Warehouse worker in a Drug company. My Mum insisted that I get 'world/work experience' before Seminary, so I wouldn't later embarrass her by spouting off on subjects that I really knew nothing about. She was one smart lady. It held up my Ordination until I was 30, but I certainly know how life really is, and what my flock has to deal with.

So I tend to be less "Thou Shalt Not" , and more "Hang in there, we're in this together, and I'm not going anywhere".
Thanks Mum.