No one with a ward or stake level calling is paid clergy!
Working With a Mean Red Headed Dwarf In a ditch...covered in dirt...I looked up to the top of the trench at my foreman. Though technically a man he looked to me like the dwarf warrior Gimli from Lord of the rings...only wearing orange street construction clothes. He would stand above me on top of the large hole dug by a backhoe so he could swear and say foul things because he knew I found it offensive and it made me uncomfortable. He knew I actually possessed standards of morality driven by my religious views and he saw it as his mission in life to bring me down into the mud with his pigs. He told me "we're going to have you swearing, drinking, and be just like us!!" On this day he interrupted my shoveling to ask me about how much money I give to the church. I told him about how I gave 10% of my check as tithing and he shook his head in shock and disgust as if I told him I burn a portion of my money I earn. I told him how the money I give goes to church buildings...templ...