ME AND MS. LOVE!
As is the case with all homeless shelters, people move in and they move out, and sometimes you get attached to this person or that, but, time moves on. I like to stay, aloof, for the most part, don't like the drama, and refuse, generally to get dragged into shit. Now, I have written about, Deana, very sweet, but a general pain in the ass to everyone, in her childlike ways, and manners, genuine, but annoying in her natural, affection, and probably the only one, who is childlike enough, to qualify to enter the kingdom of heaven, and Jesus, loved the little children, and said, that we had to become like them. So far, I am just not there. Deana, is not shy and like most children, you will know if she likes you or hates you, and many are not afraid to express their dislike or disproval of her. The one thing I will say about the girl, so innocent and childlike, is she is a scrapper, and she defends herself. One night, she wanted to watch HAPPY FEET, and all of us, adults in the room, are like, you've gotta be kidding, we want CSI or LAW and ORDER, true crime, POSION PASSION, etc. So, Ms. Love, comes and immediately, gets into it with Deana, who runs to staff, to even the score and she is saying, a girl after my own heart that, she, has been denied her rights, to watch the TV show, she wants! LOL. I like this girl . . . smile. Ms. Love, is being anything but, tolerant, and love is the furthest thing from her mind! LOL. So, that is the background . . . Tracy, also, has some run-ins with Ms. Love and said she just avoids her. Obviously, Ms. Love doesn't discriminate either.
So, this week, I have a chore, which, I am glad to do, and know that, I am getting far more, by way of food and shelter, than, I am giving back, doing a chore once a month, but, I am also a creature of habit, and I am generally out the door, early, gone by about 6:00 AM, and often, at the doors of McD's, by the waking hours of 6:00 AM or I discovered, that they might even be open earlier, in the city, because, the big cities start early . . . early to bed, early to rise, makes a woman, healthy, wealthy and wise, but they never told me, making money was the easy part, getting it your own hands, and keeping it is the hard part! I hate doing at 7:00 AM, what I normally do at 5:00 AM, hate upsetting my routine, my peace and joy time, and this chore has forced me to interact, more than, I like, which was the case, of a few days ago. So, the chick that trained me, to mop the floors, for the first time or do a job at all around Hammond House, told me to just add some dish soap to the mop water, then dump the bucket out afterwards. I am extremely task oriented, and, it is more like, get the fuck out of my way, and we will all be friends after I get my chore done! My kids, know, that is how I was with them . . . I don't want to see your faces, until this house is clean! LOL. My kids were born in the military, MOM WAS DRILL SARGAENT! So for two days, I am done with my chore by, 7:05 AM, to the shock of staff and residents alike . . . you did the floors already? did someone sweep? YES! SEE YA! LOL.
YOU HAVE TO PUT PINE SOL IN THE MOP WATER . . . IF DISH SOAP IS GOOD ENOUGH TO USE ON OUR DISHES THAT WE EAT ON, IT OUGHT TO BE, GOOD ENOUGH, FOR THE FLOORS WE ONLY WALK ON! LOL.
Shortly after that brief exchange, Ms. Love, comes back, with attitude, says nothing, and puts Pine Sol, in MY mop water. But, being the pacifist that I am, I just ignore her and thank her for getting it. Now the mop water, was pretty damned clean, both previous mornings, which would indicate to me, that, the job I was doing was fine; however, the water was a bit dirtier, so, she was probably right, the floors, did get cleaner, or they were dirtier, that day, but, there was a bit more dark in the water. So, the next day, I could not find where the Pine Sol, or industrial strength, cleanser was, so, I went back to my old ways, wanting nothing more than to get the fucking floors done! LOL. I am in such a hurry to get out the door and on the bus, to peace, serenity and music, that, I rush, the other people, Ms. Love who does the garbage, and Tracy, who does the dishes and counters, to the consternation of the staff, and to whatever her name is, who bugs the shit out of me, acting like she is waiting for me to get the kitchen mopped, so she can do the halls! I am sandwiched, and don't like even doing the job, let alone being bugged, one way or the other! Goal, the task at hand! So, Ms. Love, was now moving onto her next victim, the hall chick who is doing double duty, and for some reason, waits for me, when, she hasn't even swept the floor, so jumping the gun, bugging the shit out of me, watching and waiting, baiting me to jump her ass, for getting in my way! I have mopped right under, Ms. Love, trying to empty the garbage, and Tracy, telling staff that the floors look great when dry and they do!
Ms. Love, tells hall chick, that she has to sweep the floors, first and she makes, some reference to the floors, and I think she is talking to me . . . I jump her ass, and, say something like, if you want to micromanage my job, why don't you just do it! LOL. She said, I am not talking to you, and I retorted back, look we are all grown women, and we don't need you to tell us how to do them! She said, I am not talking to you . . . you better not be, is what I was thinking! Staff has the right, but, fellow, chicks, who don't run the place, fuck NO! That was the end of the discussion. I am no pussy cat, no wilting flower! to say the least. Raised in a family of 10, 8 kids, taking no back seat to anybody. So, this morning, Tracy, Kim, and a few others, were going to join, Mary's Church Choir, take a ferry ride to Bainbridge or somewhere, sing, have lunch, and come back. Fun and food, is my combo, for a great time! I warned all the Hammond Hot Tramps, that, we had to leave early, so, 7:00 AM sharp, having been up, showered and ready by 5:00 AM, was the killing hour and they had to be out of the kitchen so we could get the place cleaned and off to the bus, to meet our choir leaders at Pike and Walgreens, to catch the ferry.
MS. LOVE, SAID, WE DON'T WANT TO BE RUSHED, SO I WILL DO YOUR CHORES FOR YOU. Great! Thank you! Tracy, who wasn't even dress yet, went over and hugged a woman, that two days earlier, she was bitching and moaning to me about! I didn't know, that, this chick's name was LOVE, when, I got into it with her, or when she volunteered to do our jobs for us . . . she probably, really wants the floors done better with PINE SOL! LOL. But, as I washed my dishes, Ms. Love, put her dirty cereal dish near mine, waiting for me to wash mine . . . I though, one very nice, turn, deserves another, so I did her dish for her! NO DREAM IS TOO BIG . . . LOVE TRUMPS HATE, LOVE OVER WAR! When, I was leaving and learned, what this chick's name was, I thanked her again, and said, your actions, fit your last name . . . MS. LOVE. She just kind of gave me a look, like don't rub it in, and I just didn't want you in MY KITCHEN LOOK! LOL. I was happy, she was happy and the floors, I am sure, got cleaned with PINE SOL! LOL.
TOO MUCH DRAMA FROM THE CHURCH GOSPEL CHOIR SINGERS! I HIT MCD'S AND THE BUS TO KIRLAND AND BELLEVUE, FOR SUSAN'S AMAZING SUNDAY DINNERS!
JESUS WANTS ME TO TELL YOU, THAT HE LOVES YOU . . . I KNOW, I LOVE HIM TOO! ME AND TONY, A BIG ASS, BLACK SECURITY GUARD, PROBABLY WORKS FOR THE SHERIFF'S DEPARTMENT, UNDERCOVER, LOL, HAD A NICE CONVERSATION, ABOUT, MY NEW, BLACK HAT WITH THE U.S.A., AN AMERIACAN FLAG, AND AMERICAN EAGLE ON IT . . . HE WANTS ONE, AND I SAID, I WOULD GIVE IT TO HIM! HE WOULDN'T LET ME, BUT HE GOT THE BRAND AND WHERE I GOT IT AT. WE STRUCK UP A FRIENDSHIP, WE SHARED OUR FAVORITE SCRIPTURES, AND EXPRESSED OUR APPRECIATION FOR OUR BUDDY JESUS AND WHAT HE DID FOR US ON THE CROSS! I LOVE BLACKS, LIKE 80% OF THEM, MEN TOO, ARE RELIGIOUS, GO TO CHURCH, READ THE SCRIPTURES . . . THE AVERAGE AMERICAN, ONLY ABOUT 40%!
COMING FROM LILY WHITE, VANILLA, MORMON, REPUBLICAN, UTAH . . . WITH A FASCIST FATHER, A NATIONALIST, OF THE TRUMP AND BANNON BENT, IT IS POSSIBLE TO BECOME, TRULY, COLOR BLIND! REALLY!
WE CAN DO THIS AMERICA. WE CAN DO THIS WORLD!
LOVE IS THE ANSWER. GOD IS LOVE!
KISSES, HUGS, LOVES!
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