Doug, ex-gatekeeper and I had a fine time sacking PBJs and then serving up hot lunch plates. About a dozen of our residents were elsewhere and did not come to lunch. The most interesting bit was when Fancy Lady told Doug that last night the security guard stayed in the dining room watching a movie with a friend all evening. The back story is that the shelter has hired security guards, but apparently they don't...
Anyway, Fancy said that during the time the new guard was away from his post, many unauthorized people came into the building, and a number of them slept on the floor. This does not provide safe housing for our residents (and their children). Sigh...
A fellow I've not seen before came to the open back door at lunchtime, asking for Doug, but Doug was out of earshot, so I offered to stand in. The man was going to his job, he said, and he didn't have anything for lunch. He used to live there, and he knew Doug was good for a sack lunch. So am I.
After lunch, the guys and I put together 30 plates for the dinner meal.
It's a beautiful day--sunshine--warmth--good fellowship. See you next time.
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