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![]() Wednesday, September 07, 2005
As I sit here mor productive than what I know I will be at work I have received much info about the volunteer info. The sad news is that the only thing open right now is call center work, and that is like kryptonite to superman. I am so burned out and that is the only way I can help? I did call center work for 5 years, and well let's say I got burned real nice from it. I don't think I can ever be of any help on the phone like that ever again. Might as well to tell me to work in a part of town I am the only white guy there in a racist neaghborhood. I'll feel just as good.
But more stuff might come open but I would need to keep on the lookout. The sad thing is if I don't know soon, I cannot use my time off for it, and if I schedule it, when I get the call I could be out of luck to help. I just want to help but I want the chance to be there hands on, not hiding behind a phone, yet I know that they really need that help and it isnt tech support. But the hidng behind a phone...it has hurt for so many years. For me call center = suffering, great immense suffering. Yet I know that Christ did far more than I...so should I take his example and follow? Suck it up as was said in sermon a while back? Maybe. Yet why is it I went from wanting to do anything to help to slightly angry? |
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Smooth let it be or rough,
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Take Thou my cup, and it
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1 Comments:
I know what you mean about call centers. I've done plenty of that kind of work. It makes me ill just thinking about it. Ugh. I'd rather dig ditches.
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