Bad Apples

"A couple of rotten apples doesn't mean that the bunch is spoiled...right?"  This is a quote I put on FB yesterday. My way of venting without getting too specific.  All in all things are good...except a couple of rotten apples. AKA. Parents. 

It completely has surprised me how vile, uncaring, and unwilling people have become. Back in the day everyone understood what COMMUNITY meant. I'm not so sure anymore, and a big part of me is just hoping it is just here in Boston.  

We have our non-profit program, which at this point one year ago was pronounced dead. We were re-thinking our programs and even wondering if we would be able to continue.  At the beginning of the year, it came back.  My hope was to get it running again so that we wouldn't have to worry so much about if we continue just how. 

There had been no/little participation and willingness to help out with fundraisers, and are now trying different ways to gain interest and donations to keep us afloat.  These ideas already seem to be failing us. Actually with the latest fundraiser it looks like more people will be donating that don't even have kids in our program. Though I am thankful for them immensely, it sickens me that people seem to want to do all the taking without giving back.

We have a few parents that get upset at what we charge, they also find that they don't need to donate. Well, look around and find another school that can do what we do at the same price.  You won't...or have a really hard time trying.  

Last night I spent most of my night, as per typical after helping with classes, upset that a few rotten apples have to complain, or not want to participate.  It seems that every time we try to make people happy - it gets worse and sometimes it seems that people complain because that is who they are.  They try to keep pushing for more for themselves. They don't realize that if this continues they won't have a program to complain about. 

How sad.

Close Call

In 10 days it will be two months. Two months since the last 'episode' when my elbow hurt and it cause some tingling.  Yesterday was a close call though. There is a moment I've been able to grasp just before I tingle. I guess its a pre-tingle. I take note, try to calm down and remember to breathe and so on.  I almost started to panic. Guess I was feeling anxious, maybe it was because I had some coffee for the first time in awhile. Luckily Jeff calmed me down and stretched my arm. Afterwards it felt better, and no tingling.

Horray!