I floated in the pool last night, in the rain, drinking a bottle of fairly expensive wine out of the bottle. Nancy came out to talk to me and we finally got to the bottom of what was really bothering me. Each year, we go out and buy supplies for the two elementary schools in the not so great part of town. They're both "F" graded schools, predominately balck and hispanic. When Walmart and Office Depot have their big sales, we fill a bunch of storage bins with paper, folders, notebooks, pencils, markers, backpacks, shoes, etc. We give one of the schools a laptop each year... nothing fancy, usueally one of our old ones, but something that they can really use. My daughter didn't go there. I don't know anyone there, but I do know they have pretty much zero parent participation or help.
So I took the morning off to make the deliveries and every year it's the same. The office is overwhelmed with obnoxious parents who haven't done a damn thing they were supposed to for their child's enrollment. School's been on for 30 minutes and there are still kids being dropped off. The parent rolls up to the curb with their 24's all nice and shiny and their kid jumps out with no books, no backpack, pencil... anything. It's like that every year, car after car. The administration is very grateful, yet I get looks of distaste from the rude mothers, swearing and disparaging staff who are trying to fix the problems that they themselves created... all of it in front of their children. They all look me and give me attitude as I bring this stuff in... sort of ... "who does this white guy in a suit think he is."
I've made a point to simply smile and hear and speak only to the staff. They're ridiculously greatful and their thanks are sincere. They're in a losing battle and they know it, though they pretend very well to believe they're making a difference... sort of like I do. I actually don't care about blacks, hispanics, Asians, whites... whoever... I just want everyone to at least contribute something other than turmoil and conflict. I look around and see everyone taking... but not too many giving. We're all supposed to live in denial and pretend everything is okay. We can't address any problems... be it crime, fatherless homes, failing students, broken homes, etc.. because that would often times point to differing segments of society... either race or culture... so we can't do that.
Either way, it's totally disheartening. My hope for things to be better has been crushed. It started when I was the foreman in that damn murder trial a few months ago (that I wrote about) where I saw firsthand the animalistic nature of people in our society. I no longer think things will turnaround. We have a government who actually encourages this behavior and have created a culture that labels you racist, priviledged, etc., if you raise concern or point out facts. There would have to be a huge momentus shift in opinion and thought, followed by swift, unpopular, and punishing action. People would have to suffer... for their own good and good of society. it'll never happen though. Everyone is too used to going out with the singular pupose of "getting theirs."
There was one lady, particularly rude and aggressive, swearing at everyone, etc. She said to one of the ladies... a volunteer in her sixties... "I don't need to listen to some stupid ol'e white b*tch." I walked over to her, litterally about to punch her in the face. I mean I literally wanted to beat her within an inch of her life. I grabbed one of the backpacks and said, I see that your son doesn't have a backpack. I knelt down and said do you like Ninja Turtles or IronMan? I gave him the turtle bag walked over to the volunteer lady gave her a hug and went out to my car and came within a nanosecond of crying.
Nancy said to me last night... "You're not angry... you're just sad and you don't know how to deal with it." I don't know maybe. I think I'm pretty angry. I'm sick of how people behave. I"m tired of society not addressing the downward spiral of our culture and not calling a spade a spade. I'm pretty much with J Garcia who posted above... I pretty much hate everyone. My biggest fear is that I'm going to start becoming part of the problem. I feel like I want to just stick my head in the sand too. I don't want to give or help anymore. I'm just tired of seeing all that and nothing ever changing.
Hey Chris, first off good for you and your wife for giving, I used to call it "giving back" but then I realized no one gave me sh!t, I had to work for it... If you have the time I would like to explain to you my full circle for "giving"...
Me and my wife are young we don't have much, 2 kids, a mortgage, shes in school, I'm working 80 hours a week to put a lousy $400 {11 months a year} a month in savings, the rest is going to BILLS... Every year at thanksgiving, me my wife and my kids would go and buy our turkey and thanksgiving dinner, we would take a carriage each, my carriage was for our dinner and the other 3 carriages were for donating, we put the same stuff in each carriage, we stopped at our house to drop off our bags, then took the rest of the food to our church. We have done this every year since my oldest son was 4 and my youngest was 2... Xmass time my wife bought a bunch of extra toys and dropped them off at church, every year t4t gets a check from us, every year ALZ gets a check from us, ect. ect, ect. We didn't have much for ourselves back then, by no means poverty level and we lived good, BUT we gave a good amount too...
Now don't get me wrong a lot of this was my wife, I loved the feeling I got but I loved watching her enjoy it much more...
So fast forward a handful of years, my hard work is paying off my wife is done with school and lands the job of a lifetime, the kids are getting less expensive {no more diapers}, things are starting to "pay off" and I get in a situation where I had to go all in and money was very tight for a solid year, even though we were living very good, new house, stopped working my job and went all in on my own business, lots and lots of expenses... So my wife actually said, "this year we can't give as much as we should", I agreed, money was tight... So that year we did the thanksgiving shopping as we always did and we donated to toys for tots as we always did but the checks the acs, alz, ect did not get sent out, and that feeling I got from giving was replaced by something else, I don't know if it was shame or sadness but it sucked... BUT then to make it worse the phone calls start "wheres our donations" so I am like WTF, is wrong with these people, and my wife didn't have much to say about it, but I was turned off, I was pissed, that instead of appreciating what we have done in previous years they were only worried about why we didn't give this year, we got letters asking for donations, it sucked...
So the next year things were good, my business was doing excellent and a couple girls at my wife's work had babies so she got a ton of over time, and that year we gave as much as we could, even though the previous year had me jaded a little, my wife talked me through it...
So fast forward a few more years, things are really good financially and family wise, the kids are growing up well and healthy, money is good, another new house, we continue to GIVE...
Then one time a couple years back my wife was working, I had just finished our current home and I had to go to the toy drive myself... I hadn't done it in years and it was in a new place... I go with my kids and buy a few hundred dollars of toys, we go to the drive and open the back of the truck.. The volunteers were so happy, I guess up here most people drop off a couple things, not a truck full... So they asked if we wanted to help give them out.. I said sure, I had nothing better to do and its good for the kids..
Well one of the mothers of these 3 kids walks up and the kids get to take 1 toy a piece, her old kid grabbed a toy and she approved then the next one grabbed a stuffed animal, she grabbed her arm and said "no", so now I am thinking maybe someone is allergic or this lady has a thing against stuffed animals, so the kid grabs a toy car {matchbox}, and she shakes her head no, she walks over and grabs a big box {obviously more expensive toy, I don't remember what it was} and carries it through. Now I am thinking, the kid didn't want that, you just took it because its more expensive? So then while the 3rd child is picking his toy the second one starts to open the toy the mom picked, she grabs the kid and takes the toy away, thats when the older kid said "these aren't for us"!!!! SO I AM LIKE WHAT?... The mother was helping the last kid pick his expensive toy so I walk over and said "of course these are for you", and the kid said "no we return them"!!!!!
Now the mother seen me talking to the kid and hurried over, she said "thank you" and walked them all back to her car, so I said to the volunteer "whats that about?" she replaied "yah a lot of these parents, take the toys back to walmart and get gift card refunds then sell the gift cards" So I am like "thats BS, why don't you cut off the UPC's so they can not do that" she said they talked about it before but if the parent is going to get rid of the toys they are going to do it no matter what".... SO I was like "don't tell me that because I will never bring another toy here..." She said "nope, don't leave yet, there is still hope..."
About an hour later a couple comes in with 2 kids one was a baby {under 6mos} and the other maybe 3 or 4, judging by their looks and car, they were not doing well, but the kids were well dressed and the baby was in a nice carrier... So the mom asks, can my son pick 2 gifts his sister is not old enough to know the difference, so I said sure... This little boy looked all over and weighed his decision he picks up two of the toys I bought with my kids {a 24" spider man figure of course
and the matching woverine } he picks the spiderman and puts wolverine down, and then his mom says you can pick one more, so he is looking and looking and picks up this small pink elephant stuffed animal, so I am like WTF, this kid is weird, how do you play with a 2 foot spiderman and a tiny stuffed animal? ESPECIALLY when I had the 2ft wolverine rite there...... So she says to him "thats what you want"? and he said "yah for tif {obviously his little sister}..." I was stunned, 4 years old, he didn't pick up the obvious toy he wanted for himself instead he got his sister something, INSTANTLY made up for the earlier situation...
BUT THEN my son seen what the little boy did and said "dad, do I get a toy" and I said "NO" I looked at him like WTF, you got so many toys now you want to take one out of the hands of a another kid, I instantly got this sick feeling like "HOW DID I RAISE THIS KID?" I felt ashamed of my son, especially since the volunteers heard him, and he was old enough to know better.. So the volunteer said, "sure you can have a toy, all kids can have 1 toy", she gave me a look like "its ok, hes a little kid".... I am really turning red now, I have never felt this way, anger, embarrassment, I don't know what else, I wanted to choke the lil bastid....
He walks over and picks up the Wolverine figure that the kid had, I couldn't even watch!!! Then he runs down to the couple with the little boy who were filling out the papers for xmass dinner delivery {awesome program, they deliver dinner to families on xmass eve all cooked and ready to go, all donated and cooked in local restaurants kitchens} and my son handed the boy the toy. I looked over at the volunteer and she said "I knew it", she knew what my son was thinking and I didn't, lol... I felt a entire new set of emotions, shame onmy part for being a douche and proud of my son for being a good boy...
So I learned some stuff that day, while some people are bad some are good and even if you have to cross a few bad ones to help one good one, its still worth it..
That after noon I got home and gave my wife a huge hug, I had to share the story with her, and she said "we have good boys" and I told her "because of you. if it were for me I would have never given after the phone calls and letters from when we didn't have enough to give, or after seeing the women selling the toys from her kids hands...
You just have to realize that you are helping others to make you feel good, the fact you are doing it for people that don't appreciate it or expect it sometimes just means you have to try harder to find the good...
I have gotten a lot of my friends that do not "give" to give, we have a party every year for the local schools, raising money so the kids can play sports in neighboring schools that cant afford the programs... We are now so far ahead we are raising money for the 2017 school year, lol...
Don't give up Chris, helping people is what we HAVE to do if we are able. If I see someone stuck on the road, I stop and make sure everything is alright, if they need gas I will go pick some up for them, if they have a flat and don't look capable of changing the tire I will do it, if they need money for a tow I will call my triple A service in. I see a fire in the news with tenants {not home owners insurance will take care of them}, I have my office manager call and find out if they have renters insurance, if not we help out. Last year, I gave a family of 3 an apartment for 3 months and another friend of mine who owns a furniture warehouse gave them all new furniture {some used but new to them}, another friend of mine who owns a
dry cleaners let them pick through his used clothes store for all new clothes {well not new but they were happy about it, he only keeps like new perfect clothes, he owns a bunch of drycleaners and gets tons of clothes}... The snrise paper contacted us to do a story about it and I refused, one of my buddies was like "WTF free advertisement" and I said thats not why we do things like this, not for "free advertisement" I said if I let you have them write it up in the paper that awesome feeling we have from doing it would be cheapened by gaining from it... He didn't agree but I am bigger than him so I got my way, lol...
Keep your head up, don't get depressed about people, it takes all kinds...
PS maybe you just need to find a new way to give, I would go before school starts and ask the office staff to distribute the supplies to kids they know will appreciate them... Inner city families are different than most of us, I call it priorities {which my wife hates when I say for some reason}, but the kids have $150 sneakers on and no money for lunch, the parents have 22" wheels on a 88 delta with a bad head gasket... I know priorities are a tough part of life, and a lot of people are guilty of not having them in the correct order... Now I am not talking about the guy with the Dodge viper that lives in the trailer park, you want to live in a house with wheels and drive a viper that is fine with me, or he people that rent a house and drive a $100K BMW, that is fine with me, you like to rent and have a nice car, or like to be able to move, what ever... But the people that can't afford to get their kid a backpack and have fancy wheels on their car bothers me, the people who can't afford to fee their kids and get foodstamps but have money to put $100 a month in their boyfriends prison accounts pisses me off...