I work for a big company and have been sent to learn a new job assignment. This class will last another 4 weeks. (totalling 6)
As I sit at work and hear the news of the disasterous storm, I realize that I am stuck listening to hours upon hours of babble. Cahrlie Browns mom is yapping at me and I am not getting it. I have to answer people and every lunch about what are we doing about it. How are we going to help. So I ran an idea up the flag pole and it came down. It was all good because I was thinking on too small a level. I needed to think in the millions. (dollars)
Fortunately someone came in before I hurt myself (thinking) and the higher ups and USA wide charity program...not just our club.... are going to join hands and do a company match or something like it so that the money is in the millions. Then we are setting up a program for SBC employees who have families that are displaced, etc. It should be ready in a couple of days. This displacement will last quite a bit.
I really have been hurting all week and need some down time. But seeing a lady died at the end of last week that I work with and she is my age, and today there are all these hurting people...well I guess I had to skip the sad movies, drinking alone and staying in my jammas pity party topped with chocolate.. There is too much to do.
So as I set the chocolate aside, I answered yet another call from a man who works with me and he has all of his Louisiana relatives living in his 2 bdroom apartment. I also still have to raise money for the heart association walk coming up and In November chair the Diabetes Walk. I am afraid we are all reaching the point where we have no more funds available to my workmates to ask for.
And all the while I am feeling selfish and want to go back to bed with a Chunky Monkey. (Ice cream) I guess I just wanted to rant and have some virtual attention , hugs and as it looks...a virtual drink!