Years ago, I was a graduate student and rode a Honda motorcycle. I bought it because I could not afford a car, but I grew to love it! I went to Mass at a local Catholic church. One Sunday, the priest stopped me at the door and said that I could not go in dressed the way I was (coveralls, helmet under my arm...) I tried to explain the good father that it was January, very cold, thus the coveralls, and that I could not wear a dress and ride my motorcycle. Adding that I felt sure God would rather see me dressed like that in church, than at home, I pushed him and walked in. It didn't take me long before I quit going to that church!
That's despicable. You should ashamed of yourself.