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| re: What is true consideration? read here. Isabelle5 27 Aug 08 12:40PM | Thread Closed |
Maelstrom of Life Incompetence! HAHAHAHAHA! That is one of the best descriptions EVER!!!!
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| re: What is true consideration? read here. netskyIam 27 Aug 08 2:31PM | Thread Closed |
^
aside from the freudian typo in Maelstorm, unintended as it was,
well, when we are honestly and whole-heartedly incompetent,
we are in that Maelstrom of Life Incompetence.
(welcome to my/our party)
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| re: What is true consideration? read here. netskyIam 27 Aug 08 2:39PM | Thread Closed |
A lady speaks to her psychologist, Bob Newhart. You don't actually hear -her-. You only hear Bob replying from his telephone. But this is what the lady said, so that you may know what Bob is up against:
QUOTE:
My son had fallen during a performance and he was on pain pills. His wife had been rear-ended for the 3rd time in 18 months and she was on pain pills.
Bob Newhart:
Drugs are not bad things if taken long enough in advance to have time to kick in and dull the senses. When he fell, was he at least, disconnected? I'd think that after the first rear-ending, his wife would have known better and locked the bedroom door. Oh. It was always the patio? Well, remove the butterfly decals from the sliding glass doors and clean the glass and keep the doors closed and then call him next time, "Honey, hurry! I want you." Four stories, you say?
Well, so far we have heard only one story.
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| re: What is true consideration? read here. starr 27 Aug 08 2:43PM | Thread Closed |
I worked for seven years at a United Church of Christ's homeless shelter which featured a soup kitchen and food pantry from 1997-2003 in Massachusetts. Part of my duty included monitoring the dining room during meal periods. I was very loyal to the populations of downtrodden people who would come to eat and I had developed some very, very close relationships at the shelter and on the streets with many of them over the years.
One night, the Soup Kitchen Manager denied a homeless man a plate of hot food because he suspected that this man may have had alcohol on his breath (which was true. He did.) The policy had always been that if someone was drinking and acting out, they'd be fed and told to leave the premises. This man, however wasn't bothering a soul. The ironic part of the whole situation is that the Soup Kitchen Manager was drinking actively while in the line of duty, and his supervisor received many complaints against him for belittling homeless people and denying them milk and food during meal periods. She did nothing. The S.K.M. went to such extremes as to call homeless people "pigs and gluttons" right to their faces, all the time forgetting that he was once in their very shoes. I stood up to him and fed the hungry man and sent him on his way with a brown bag full of tuna sandwiches, Hostess cupcakes and some bottled softdrinks.
The very next day, I get called into the S.K.M.'s supervisor's office. She wanted to know why I yelled at HER employee the night prior in front of a dining room full of clients, to which I responded that he belittled a homeless and hungry man in front of a dining room full of clients. No go. And worst of all, she took his word over mine because he denied that he even did anything. Go figure.
I quit my job, the ONE job I loved with all my heart and left all the PEOPLE I loved with all my heart because of a lie. I fought the church to no avail and could not collect unemployment for 9 months because (a.) churches in Mass. are exempt from having to pay into an unemployment compensation accounts due to their non-profit status and (b.) nine months was how long I was unemployed. I lost my apartment, my bills all fell into arears and I ended up nearly homeless myself had it not been for my brother who let me sleep in his cellar toolroom on a damp, smelly carpet until I could get back on my feet again. Evil. To make a long story short, the reverend, the shelter director, the soup kitchen manager andhis supervisor were all terminated over a five year period LONG AFTER I had secured a far better employment situation that would prove to be the job that I would end up loving more than that job at which I gave blood, sweat and tears for for seven years in quite possibly the most political, toxic and hostile environment I've ever had the misfortune of working within. What goes around, comes around, and it done come around, suckas! I'm a happier brotha than I could ever hope to be these days at my mere $10.70 p/hr. :-)
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| re: What is true consideration? read here. unknown 27 Aug 08 3:46PM | Thread Closed |
"I am more careful nowadays. I have a neighbor who calls me only to borrow things - a quarter for laundry, a box, a stamp, envelope, WD-40...I do not help him anymore as he is 32 and can buy his own things. "
Yes, you have to be careful of neighbors who borrow quarters and stamps, but feel free to buy other neighbors a new tire and clean their hotel room, that makes perfect sense.
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| re: What is true consideration? read here. Isabelle5 28 Aug 08 7:45AM | Thread Closed |
Hi, J, nice to find you here! I was wondering if you'd read that! haha! Gotcha!
I really can't find the WD-40.
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| re: What is true consideration? read here. unknown 28 Aug 08 8:20AM | Thread Closed |
I have some WD40, J. Do you want to borrow it?
Wait a minute...no, it's not WD40, but it might work...what do you need to lubricate?
Hi, J;)
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| re: What is true consideration? read here. unknown 28 Aug 08 8:23AM | Thread Closed |
Hey Starr, I love how honest you are and very open, its a shame there is not more kind people like you.
Thanks.
> I worked for seven years at a United Church of Christ's homeless
> shelter which featured a soup kitchen and food pantry from 1997-2003
> in Massachusetts. Part of my duty included monitoring the dining room
> during meal periods. I was very loyal to the populations of
> downtrodden people who would come to eat and I had developed some
> very, very close relationships at the shelter and on the streets with
> many of them over the years.
>
> One night, the Soup Kitchen Manager denied a homeless man a plate of
> hot food because he suspected that this man may have had alcohol on
> his breath (which was true. He did.) The policy had always been that
> if someone was drinking and acting out, they'd be fed and told to
> leave the premises. This man, however wasn't bothering a soul. The
> ironic part of the whole situation is that the Soup Kitchen Manager
> was drinking actively while in the line of duty, and his supervisor
> received many complaints against him for belittling homeless people
> and denying them milk and food during meal periods. She did nothing.
> The S.K.M. went to such extremes as to call homeless people "pigs and
> gluttons" right to their faces, all the time forgetting that he was
> once in their very shoes. I stood up to him and fed the hungry man
> and sent him on his way with a brown bag full of tuna sandwiches,
> Hostess cupcakes and some bottled softdrinks.
>
> The very next day, I get called into the S.K.M.'s supervisor's
> office. She wanted to know why I yelled at HER employee the night
> prior in front of a dining room full of clients, to which I responded
> that he belittled a homeless and hungry man in front of a dining room
> full of clients. No go. And worst of all, she took his word over
> mine because he denied that he even did anything. Go figure.
>
> I quit my job, the ONE job I loved with all my heart and left all the
> PEOPLE I loved with all my heart because of a lie. I fought the
> church to no avail and could not collect unemployment for 9 months
> because (a.) churches in Mass. are exempt from having to pay into an
> unemployment compensation accounts due to their non-profit status and
> (b.) nine months was how long I was unemployed. I lost my apartment,
> my bills all fell into arears and I ended up nearly homeless myself
> had it not been for my brother who let me sleep in his cellar toolroom
> on a damp, smelly carpet until I could get back on my feet again.
> Evil. To make a long story short, the reverend, the shelter director,
> the soup kitchen manager andhis supervisor were all terminated over a
> five year period LONG AFTER I had secured a far better employment
> situation that would prove to be the job that I would end up loving
> more than that job at which I gave blood, sweat and tears for for
> seven years in quite possibly the most political, toxic and hostile
> environment I've ever had the misfortune of working within. What
> goes around, comes around, and it done come around, suckas! I'm a
> happier brotha than I could ever hope to be these days at my mere
> $10.70 p/hr. :-)
> I worked for seven years at a United Church of Christ's homeless
> shelter which featured a soup kitchen and food pantry from 1997-2003
> in Massachusetts. Part of my duty included monitoring the dining room
> during meal periods. I was very loyal to the populations of
> downtrodden people who would come to eat and I had developed some
> very, very close relationships at the shelter and on the streets with
> many of them over the years.
>
> One night, the Soup Kitchen Manager denied a homeless man a plate of
> hot food because he suspected that this man may have had alcohol on
> his breath (which was true. He did.) The policy had always been that
> if someone was drinking and acting out, they'd be fed and told to
> leave the premises. This man, however wasn't bothering a soul. The
> ironic part of the whole situation is that the Soup Kitchen Manager
> was drinking actively while in the line of duty, and his supervisor
> received many complaints against him for belittling homeless people
> and denying them milk and food during meal periods. She did nothing.
> The S.K.M. went to such extremes as to call homeless people "pigs and
> gluttons" right to their faces, all the time forgetting that he was
> once in their very shoes. I stood up to him and fed the hungry man
> and sent him on his way with a brown bag full of tuna sandwiches,
> Hostess cupcakes and some bottled softdrinks.
>
> The very next day, I get called into the S.K.M.'s supervisor's
> office. She wanted to know why I yelled at HER employee the night
> prior in front of a dining room full of clients, to which I responded
> that he belittled a homeless and hungry man in front of a dining room
> full of clients. No go. And worst of all, she took his word over
> mine because he denied that he even did anything. Go figure.
>
> I quit my job, the ONE job I loved with all my heart and left all the
> PEOPLE I loved with all my heart because of a lie. I fought the
> church to no avail and could not collect unemployment for 9 months
> because (a.) churches in Mass. are exempt from having to pay into an
> unemployment compensation accounts due to their non-profit status and
> (b.) nine months was how long I was unemployed. I lost my apartment,
> my bills all fell into arears and I ended up nearly homeless myself
> had it not been for my brother who let me sleep in his cellar toolroom
> on a damp, smelly carpet until I could get back on my feet again.
> Evil. To make a long story short, the reverend, the shelter director,
> the soup kitchen manager andhis supervisor were all terminated over a
> five year period LONG AFTER I had secured a far better employment
> situation that would prove to be the job that I would end up loving
> more than that job at which I gave blood, sweat and tears for for
> seven years in quite possibly the most political, toxic and hostile
> environment I've ever had the misfortune of working within. What
> goes around, comes around, and it done come around, suckas! I'm a
> happier brotha than I could ever hope to be these days at my mere
> $10.70 p/hr. :-)
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