I THINK IT'S OVER AGAIN

     Doug woke me this morning to tell me that he wanted me to come in today (as I always have), BUT that he wants me to change my regular days to Friday and Saturday, because… because… “Crazy” is returning to the shelter kitchen.
     So I’m a big girl, and IF Crazy really does have his boozed-up behaviors under control, I could certainly work with him; but, as I've mentioned, there is very little to DO there now. And I mentioned that to Doug.
     “But, Miss Joy,” he argued, “it’s about the fellowship! We have a good time! We TALK!”
     Yes, we did. We really did. Then Smiley came, and the fellowship of our twosome adjusted to accommodate a third personality. Then we had three people with very little to do.
     I told Doug that we DON’T talk anymore because there are so many PEOPLE in the kitchen DOING VERY LITTLE.
     Now that I think about it, I wonder how Smiley and Crazy will get along, and what Crazy will DO there. Those old boys are volunteering, you understand, because they have nothing else to do. Since cooking is off the list and Smiley sacks all the “now limited” sandwiches, there truly is nothing left to do! They can serve leftovers to 15 people in 10 minutes.
     My mission at the shelter was to be there for the residents, and I simply don’t feel needed anymore… so I will find another avenue for these energies… and hopefully, this missive will re-emerge.