Friday, November 25, 2011

Wish List

This year for Christmas, I have a few request for the People's City Mission:

1. I would like it if my employer would provide the staff with batons and tasers.  I really do feel like my words would be taken much more seriously and treated with much more authority, if I had these tools at my disposal.

2. A drunk tank would be awesome.

3. The Mission would be a lot more fun, if we had a ball pit. The majority of our guests missed out in life because they were born into a pre-ball pit society.

Honestly, the batons and tasers are probably unreasonable and a bit too violent. The drunk tank is a good idea but probably not going to happen. And the ball pit, might enable the men to never want to leave, so um, maybe a bad investment?

But this holiday season, I find some resolution in knowing that across the Atlantic, David Cameron, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, understands. He summarizes the situation at the Mission best.

"Irresponsibility. Selfishness. Behaving as if your choices have no consequences. Children without fathers. Schools without discipline. Reward without effort.Crime without punishment. Rights without responsibilities. Communities without control. Some of the worst aspects of human nature tolerated, indulged – sometimes even incentivised – by a state and its agencies that in parts have become literally de-moralised.

So do we have the determination to confront all this and turn it around? I have the very strong sense that the responsible majority of people in this country not only have that determination; they are crying out for their government to act upon it. And I can assure you, I will not be found wanting."

Monday, November 21, 2011

Monday At The Mission

A guest told Santiago that he had semen on his hand and then attempted to rub it in his face. Luckily, Santiago outmaneuvered him.

A kind word was exchanged. A client confessed that he didn’t like me at first. But went on to assure me that he didn’t feel that way anymore.  He expressed gratitude towards me that I had never experienced before.  This is very rare at the Mission.

A man is having a seizure on the floor. I call 911.

Later, I take a phone message. “This is Master Trainer Tray, tell Max, I tested positive for HIV. He should get tested too.”

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Bobby Slam

I lock Bobby in the airlock. My co-worker, Josh opens the door, only wide enough to inform Bobby that he isn’t welcomed at the Mission.  This man is too intoxicated and is a threat to other guests.  Bobby pushes his way through the doorway. He gets up in Josh’s face and starts pointing at him. He yells profanities. We do a fake police call, in hopes that it will scare him off.  It doesn’t work. He pushes his way past Josh and enters the Agape Center. He then starts pounding on the office door, thankfully Josh and I are safely behind the door.  I call the police for real this time. Bobby makes his way to the glass window in the office. I wish he would have just said what he had to say but instead he sprayed it all over the window. Unsatisfied, he walks out the door and sits down on a chair. 

Dinner starts at this time. Josh goes into the cafeteria to supervise. Bobby comes back, another guest had opened the door for him, to my dismay. I stop him outside the office. He gets in my face; I keep stepping back, while still trying to hold my ground. He covers my glasses with speckles of spit. He tells me he wants to use the restroom. I tell him no! He can go somewhere else.  He then unzips his pants while telling me he is going to pee on me. I tell him that is a very very bad idea! It must have made sense to him because he zipped his pants back up. Wanting to make right what he had almost just done, he puts his hand out, wanting to shake mine. I fall for it and shake his hand only he doesn’t let go. The accountant, Jeff catches this on the camera in his office. Jeff breaks it up. He asked me if I need anything? I say yes, the police!

The police finally arrive. They don’t arrest him. They ask him if he wants to go to detox , he doesn’t so they cant make him. They escort him off the property and that is it. Tell me, if Bobby had come into my own personal home and done the same act, would the police have responded the same way?  I would hope they would have slammed this fool flat on his face and arrested him. But I guess since it is the People’s City Mission it doesn’t matter? 

Thursday, November 10, 2011

There is beauty in life and love is a miracle.

 Starbucks-San Luis Obispo
Rheu-Iowa State Fair
Dance Party-Bobbys Jungle 
Lance getting slapped in the face
I don’t normally drink Coke but I drink it when I am with Lance Mishleau. I typically hate visiting tourist traps but when I am with Rheu Daniel, I don’t mind because that is what he likes. Jameson Hilliard likes rap music so that is what we listen to together. Emily Wilkens likes to drink coffee and while I have often held strong convictions about this topic, I enjoy drinking it with her. In the company of Matt Turk and Chris Mateo, I often find myself in a dance party. When I am with my sister Allison, we eat at Olive Garden. (We are champions when it comes to the unlimited soup and salad). Sadie Baby likes to go shopping so that is what we do together. When I am with Phillip Stokes, we shoot guns because Phil is a true American. And when I am in the deep South with Amanda Jehle , we talk about religion and intellectual things. There is beauty in life and love is a miracle.