It’s been horribly busy today.
My lunch isn’t until 14:00 this afternoon again.
It’s been like that for the last two weeks now.
We’re aparently having some new system of daily client scores to contend with now.
God, really, this is getting ridiculous.
Despite the fact we’ve been in cue all day, the time is moving very slowly.
I think I might see if they’re offering overtime this weekend, and, if they’re offering it on Sunday, go ahead and take some.
The extra money would be nice.
A caller has me on hold right now while she answers a call.
Ordinarily I would mind, but I just don’t care right now.
It’s giving me time to take a breather.
I’ve just been really out of it today for some reason.
I think it’s because I really miss my sweetheart.
It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other.
I still haven’t heard anything about the mentor position I spoke of applying for.
I’ll probably hear something next week sometime.

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It’s been horribly busy today.
My lunch isn’t until 14:00 this afternoon again.
It’s been like that for the last two weeks now.
We’re aparently having some new system of daily client scores to contend with now.
God, really, this is getting ridiculous.
Despite the fact we’ve been in cue all day, the time is moving very slowly.
I think I might see if they’re offering overtime this weekend, and, if they’re offering it on Sunday, go ahead and take some.
The extra money would be nice.
A caller has me on hold right now while she answers a call.
Ordinarily I would mind, but I just don’t care right now.
It’s giving me time to take a breather.
I’ve just been really out of it today for some reason.
I think it’s because I really miss my sweetheart.
It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other.
I still haven’t heard anything about the mentor position I spoke of applying for.
I’ll probably hear something next week sometime.

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It’s Thursday, and I’m back at work.
I woke up at around 07:38 this morning, which is way too late for my liking.
I heard the alarm go off the morning, and hit the button, then rolled over thinking I’d lay there for a few more minutes.
That few minutes turned into two and a half hours.
So I got up, threw on my clothes and finished getting ready in less than twenty minutes.
I drank my first coke while walking out the door.
And it looks like training the man in PA is back on.
This time, I log in to clerical work.
My employer isn’t billing the client.
Whatever.
At this point, he still isn’t here, but it’s probably because nobody told him.
It’s hotter than hell in here.
We keep bitching at the facilities manager, but it’s turning into something that has to happen on a daily basis.
I’ve threatened to buy everybody on my row, (and as many other people as I can afford), canned drinks if it doesn’t cool off in here.
I might have to deal with being hot, but I’m not going to deal with being parched, and I definitely cannot afford to keep buying bottled drinks.
Betty, I got your comments about importing all my L-J entries, and thank you very much for your offer.
Fortunately, I already got them imported, thanks to a little xml.
I’m applying for a mentor position at work.
It won’t mean any more pay, but I’m hoping it will lead to something else.
Here I go again being hopeful.
Let’s see how it turns out.

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It’s Thursday, and I’m back at work.
I woke up at around 07:38 this morning, which is way too late for my liking.
I heard the alarm go off the morning, and hit the button, then rolled over thinking I’d lay there for a few more minutes.
That few minutes turned into two and a half hours.
So I got up, threw on my clothes and finished getting ready in less than twenty minutes.
I drank my first coke while walking out the door.
And it looks like training the man in PA is back on.
This time, I log in to clerical work.
My employer isn’t billing the client.
Whatever.
At this point, he still isn’t here, but it’s probably because nobody told him.
It’s hotter than hell in here.
We keep bitching at the facilities manager, but it’s turning into something that has to happen on a daily basis.
I’ve threatened to buy everybody on my row, (and as many other people as I can afford), canned drinks if it doesn’t cool off in here.
I might have to deal with being hot, but I’m not going to deal with being parched, and I definitely cannot afford to keep buying bottled drinks.
Betty, I got your comments about importing all my L-J entries, and thank you very much for your offer.
Fortunately, I already got them imported, thanks to a little xml.
I’m applying for a mentor position at work.
It won’t mean any more pay, but I’m hoping it will lead to something else.
Here I go again being hopeful.
Let’s see how it turns out.

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From what I understand, this has been making the rounds.
It’ll be interesting to see the fall-out.

*What the news does not show…

Thought I might inform the few friends I have on my recent traumatic
experience. I am going to tell it straight, blunt, raw, and I don’t give
a damn. Long read, I know but please do read!!!

I went to volunteer on Saturday at the George R. Brown convention for
two reasons.

A: I wanted to help people to get a warm fuzzy..

B: Curiosity.

I’ve been watching the news lately and have seen scenes that have made
me want to vomit. And no it wasn’t dead bodies, the city under water,
or the sludge everywhere. It was PEOPLE’S BEHAVIOR. The people on T.V.,
(99% being Black) were DEMANDING help. They were not asking nicely but
demanding as if society owed these people something. Well the honest
truth is WE DON’T. Help should be asked for in a kind manner and then
appreciated. This is not what the press (FOX in particular) was
showing, what I was seeing was a group of people who are yelling,
demanding, looting, killing, raping, and SHOOTING back at the demanded
help!!!!! So I’m thinking this can’t possibly be true can it???? So I
decide to submit to the DEMAND for help out of SHOCK. I couldn’t
believe this to be true of the majority of the people who are the
weakest of society. So I went to volunteer and help folks out and see
the truth. So I will tell the following story and you decide:

I arrived at the astrodome only to find out that there were too many
volunteers and that volunteers were needed at the George R. Brown
Convention Center. As I was walking up to the Convention Center I
noticed a line of cars that wrapped around blocks filled with
donations. These were ordinary Houstonians coming with truckloads and
trunks full of water, diapers, clothes, blankets, food, all types of
good stuff. And lots of it was NEW. I felt that warm fuzzy while
helping unload these vehicles of these wonderful human beings. I then
went inside the building and noticed approximately 100,000 sq. ft. of
clothes, shoes, jackets, toys and all types of goodies all organized and
ready for the people in need. I signed up, received a name badge and
was on my merry way excited to be useful.

I toured the place to get familiar with my surroundings; the entire
place is probably around 2 million sq. ft. I noticed rows as far as the
eye can see of mattresses, not cots, BLOW UP MATTRESSES!!! All of which
had nice pillows and plenty of blankets. 2 to 3 bottles of water lay on
every bed. These full size to queen size beds by the way were
comfortable, I laid in one to see for myself. I went to look at the
medical area. I couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing!!! A
makeshift hospital created in 24 hours!!! It was unbelievable, they
even had a pharmacy. I also noticed that they created showers, which
would also have hot water. I went upstairs to the third floor to find a
HUGE cafeteria created in under 24 hours! Rows of tables, chairs and
food everywhere – enough to feed an army! I’m not talking about crap
food either. They had Jason’s deli food, apples, oranges, coke, diet
coke, lemonade, orange juice, cookies, all types of chips and
sandwiches. All the beverages by the way were put on ice and
chilled!!!! In a matter of about 24 hours or less an entire mini-city
was erected by volunteers for the poor evacuees. This was not your
rundown crap shelter, it was BUM HEAVEN.

So that was the layout: great food, comfy beds, clean showers, free
medical help, by the way there was a library, and a theatre room that I
forgot to mention. Great stuff right????

**Well here is what happened on my journey –
*
*I started by handing out COLD water bottles to evacuees as they got off
the bus. Many would take them and only 20% or less said thank you. Lots
of them would shake their heads and ask for sodas! So this went on for
about 20-30 minutes until I was sick of being an unappreciated servant.
I figured certainly these folks would appreciate some food!!! So I
went upstairs to serve these beloved evacuees some GOOD food that I wish
I could have at the moment!

***The following statements are graphic, truthful, and discuss
UNRATIONAL behavior***

Evacuees come slowly to receive this mountain of food that is worth
serving to a king! I tell them that we have 2 types of great deli
sandwiches to choose from – ham and turkey. Many look at the food in
disgust and DEMAND burgers, pizza, and even McDonalds!!!! Jason’s deli
is better than McDonalds!!!! Only 1 out of ten people who took
something would say “thank you” the rest took items as if it was their
God given right to be served without a shred of appreciation!!! They
would ask for Beer and liquor. They complained that we didn’t have good
enough food. They refused food and laughed at us. They treated us
volunteers as if we were SLAVES. No not all of them of course, but 70%
did!!!!!! 20% were appreciative, 10% took the food without any comment
and the other 70% had some disgusting comment to say. Some had the
nerve to laugh at us. And when I snapped back at them for being mean,
they would curse at me!!! Needless to say I was in utter shock. They
would eat their food and leave their mess on the table. Some would pick
up their stuff, many would leave it for the volunteers to pick up. I
left that real quick to go down and help set up some more beds. I saw
many young ladies carrying mattresses and I helped for a while. Then I
realized something. There were hundreds of able bodied young men who
could help!! *_*I asked a group of young evacuees in their teens and
early twenties to help. I got cursed at for asking them to help!!! One
said “We just lost our f*_* _’_ **_ing homes and you want us to work!!”
The next said “Ya Cracker, you got a home we don’t.” I looked at them
in disbelief. Here are women walking by carrying THEIR BEDS, and they
can’t lift a finger and help themselves!!
_
WHY SHOULD I HELP PEOPLE WHO DON’T WANT TO HELP THEMSELVES!!!!

I waved them off and turned away and was laughed at and more “white boy
jokes” were made at me. I felt no need to waste my breath on a bunch of
pitiful losers. I went to a nearby restroom where I noticed a man
shaving. I used the restroom, washed my hands and saw this man throw
his razor
towards the trash can…he missed. He walked out leaving his disgusting
razor on the floor for some other “cracker” to pick up. Even the little
kids were demanding. I saw only ONE white family and only TWO Hispanic
families. The rest where blacks. Sorry, 20% to 30% decent blacks, and
70% LOSERS!!!!!

I would call them N*****S, but the actual definition of a n*****r is one
who is ignorant, these people were not ignorant..they were ARROGANT
A ‘ **HOLES. The majority of which are thugs and lifetime lazy ass welfare
recipients. We are inviting the lowest of the low to Houston. And like
idiots we are serving the people who will soon steal our cars, rape,
murder, and destroy our city while stealing from our pockets on a daily
basis through the welfare checks they take. We will fund our own
destruction.

By “US” I don’t mean a specific race, I mean the people who work hard,
work smart, have values and morals. Only people who want to help
themselves should be helped, the others should be allowed to destroy
themselves. I do not want to work hard, give the government close to
half the money I earn so they can in turn give it to a bunch of losers.

I don’t believe in being poor for life. My family immigrated here, we
came here poor, and now thank God, and due to HARD WORK we are doing
fine. If immigrants, who come here, don’t know the language, can work
and become successful…. WHY CAN’T THE MAJORITY OF THE HOMEGROWN DO
IT!!! If we continue to reward these losers then we will soon destroy
our great country. I just witnessed selfish, arrogant, unappreciative
behavior by the very people who need help the most. Now these same
people who cursed me, refused my cities generosity, who refuse to help
themselves are DEMANDING handouts on their own terms!!!!!!! They prance
around as if they are owed something, and when they do receive a
handout, they say it’s not good enough! Well you know what..these types
of people can go to hell for all I care!
——————————————————
Richard L. Johnston, M.D.
University of Mississippi Medical Center
3805 Crane Blvd.
Jackson, MS 39216
601-981-3896 (home)
601-573-0472 (cell)
601-984-0214 (pager)* !

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