I went to give blood Monday, less than five minutes after work. It was a pain in the ass day, so my BP was a nice, low, workable 138/102. Stage 2 Hypertension anyone? So much for giving my super blood out. I resolved to calm down, take it easy and give out a nice OMMMMMM for the week.
I volunteer (read: unpaid) as the Chairman of the Board of Governors for my beloved fraternity chapter. This week, they are being removed from their house for $50,000 worth of repairs. This is supposed to get my approval, but it didn’t. They agreed to it. I sent a nice, but concerned email to the college and received a venomous response saying if I cared/did more, this wouldn’t have happened. Attack the guy who gives his free time! OMMMMM!!!! OMMMMMM!!! Relax…
I then went to my unpaid volunteer position as president of my condo board. I volunteered to do the newsletter two months ago, but didn’t complete it last time, b/c my computer doesn’t have Word. I announced I had finished it (no one has done one for at least three years, btw) and two people made the “Holy shit, you actually did something!” face. OMMMMMM!!!!!!!!! OMMMMMM!!!!!!!!
When I was in college, my frat volunteered to help freshmen move in and this twat in the Career Services department just stood there and told me to pick up more heavy shit with her shrill commands. She lifted nothing. All day. OMMMMMM!!!! OOOh fuck this, I’m going to go beat up some Hare Krishnas ala Grand Theft Auto I. All hail capitalism. I am one more bad volunteer experience away from robbing the autism jar at the Sunoco checkout down the street.
LOL . . . your chapter house is actually getting fixed? My school kicked us out of ours and tore it down! Wait . . . maybe I missed the point here, oh well.
I had just said that I’d be surprised if you got to that newsletter because you are so busy! It was a good face and not a negative one. Ooommmm…
Your hands are clean – I know you tried to get it out forever and no one would pull the trigger.