sew, i volunteered at homeless shelter last night. nothing too exciting to report, but since everyone I talk to on a daily basis (hi Jill, hi mom) was curious as to how it went, i’ll tell you.
I got there around 11 p.m. (to do the 11 p.m. to 3 a.m. shift) and the woman in charge of the first shift was all, “oh, it’s been a quiet night. well, there was that one fight, but i wasn’t here for that because i was in the midst of taking someone to the hospital. but things seemed to have calmed down.” and i was all ‘frick. that’s a QUIET night. im so screwed.’
but luckily everyone was asleep (or at least faking it d*mn well) by the time I got there, so me and the other volunteer on the shift just had to make some sack lunches and not fall asleep. let me tell you, the highlight of the night was the sack lunches. other than that, he and i just played uno.
four three hours. (from 11 to midnight we just talked, while considering the uno). I’m not 100 percent certain, but I’m pretty sure I rock at UNO so i therefore must have won most of the games.
then around 2 a.m. I went to the bathroom. (i know. exciting). then the next shift’s volunteer showed up at 3 a.m. and the other volunteer and I went home.
like i said, not much to report. i do plan to do it again (see: every second wednesday of the month). and im happy i did it. being a newspaper reporter, pretty much every other story i write is about how the need for these types of things keeps going up (see: poor economy), so what the heck. i don’t really NEED sleep. right?