For the last three years I’ve been volunteering at GRACE (the local food pantry among other things) on Tuesday afternoons for most of that time it's been me and two or three "elderly" women, (I say elderly because I cant think of anything better, but they really are great people who are only old in one sense of the word) and Rusty the head of the pantry, as well as the occasional person or persons who are in for school, National Charity League, or community service. About three months ago we had a new person, Kelly, join us who began volunteering with us on a semi-regular basis (I say semi-regular because it's usually a toss up as to weather or not she's going to show up on any given week. this week Suzi had to take her husband to the doctor and Janice always leaves at four. This would normally leave me alone for the last hour of the day, but today Kelly decided to grace us with her presence as well as bring along her boyfriend. I’m not opposed to an extra hand around the pantry and both of them really helped when we got a food order, but the rest of the time they were all over each other, to such an extent that I went to the other side of the pantry and read my book (still the Moon is a Harsh Mistress). Honestly folks! There’s a time and a place for certain things. The downtime at a food bank is neither the right time nor place to sit on your boyfriends lap.

One of these days I'm gonna stop saying one of these days I'm gonna stop saying one of these days I'm gonna stop saying one of these days.
  ¶ 2/17/2004 07:27:00 PM