One small step for man, one big step for humility.
And so he woke from the dream into that bright early morning to the sounds of people calling (or worshipping, so he thought) his name. And thus, not completely awake, and still half-believing that he was still in his dream of sexy women and power, he yelled out, "YES! I AM THE GREAT, WISE, AND SEXY GOD AND YOU HAVE CALLED MY NAME! WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WISH?"
It haunted him for the rest of his life.
//setting was supposed to be either in a shared cabin (you know those camps/camp-outs where you sleep in one big room armed with bunk beds to accommodate some 12-20 little kids?)
(not me, mind, just a random... story? bit? whatnot? that came to my mind.)