My (married w/children) brother was being ordained a Catholic priest in a huge church (quite possibly St. Peter's at the Vatican, now that I think of it). This seemed vaguely odd to me, but I couldn't figure out why at the time.

So I was sitting in a pew, waiting for the ceremony to get underway, doing my best to look reverent, at least as close as an atheist could get.

There I was, minding my own business, when the bishop came over and started trying to convince me to become a priest, too. I told him that I didn't really believe in any of this stuff, but he somehow convinced me, using a variant of Pascal's Wager based on the question of whether or not God thought that priests were cooler than rock stars.

So, we all went through the line and got rubber stamped, and then I was searching the want ads for job openings for priests that didn't have minimum requirements for faith, celibacy, or talking to people.