Monday, February 11, 2013

Mormon stereotypes


I was offered those super soft sugar cookies with colored frosting on top them tonight. Want to know the first thing I thought? One, I am too full for those. Two, I used to call those “Mormon” cookies.

In that instance, it jolted back memories. Why in the world did I call them that? Is it because Mormons tend to be good at baking and those are delicious? Who in the heck knows, but I kind of let out a little laugh.

Which brings me to another more recent event. My family has become huge on the group text. Needless to say, I get them often and my brother enjoys sending pictures of himself. He might kill me if he sees this, I am not sure if he ever reads this. Moving forward, I was so pleased to be included in one that said something along the lines of, “Haha, I’m turning into/look like a Mormon.” No picture was attached. I kindly responded… Well, I can’t see a picture, but if you are in some way hating on Mormons I am going to beat you. Okay okay, I didn’t say that haha, but I did say I hope you are not making fun of us! In which the reply was, I’m not, I am just looking fresh with a white shirt and black tie.

Perfect. If he would like to us associate us with dressing nicely and looking good, I am all for it.

It is funny to think of the way that society and non-members view us Mormons. In those two instances, I was/am proud to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. If there is a stereotype of being good at baking, dressing nicely, having morals, serving others, being happy, being generally good people, I am all for it. The sad thing is, sometimes we are being laughed at for those same things!

I guess sometimes it is not the “cool” thing to strive to be the best people that we can. In that case, I am perfectly happy being uncool. 



Anyone have any other great Mormon stereotypes? I'd love to hear them. 

2 comments:

  1. A few months before I was ever baptized into the church I was approached by two female co-workers. They pulled me aside to ask me if I was LDS. Of course I was not at that time so I said no but immediately asked why? They said I was extremely polite, respectful and looked very innocent. Again I told them no but thanked them for the compliments. As I walked away I couldn't help but to smile as I was flattered by their stereotype. At this time I was flirting with my interest in the church. Looking back now I honestly think that being stereotyped contributed to my decision to meet with the missionaries. Its a shame I no longer work with those two women because I would like to thank them! :)

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  2. We called them these as well. The local LDS workers in our area sold them for fundraisers, that's what I recall the reason being.

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