It's not really a job, but I've been spending the last week volunteering at a food pantry, and will continue to do so until the next semester starts. I unload donations, sort them (and pitch the expired stuff that people gave us), pack grocery bags and sneak extra pieces of candy to kids that come with their parents to pick things up. Overall, it is excellent and a ton of fun.
But everything has it's exceptions.
They make this stuff?
Not terribly sucky, but someone donated a few packs of jello-pudding (the kind in the cardboard box that you make at home). I will not envy the soul who ends up trying pistachio-flavored. Unfortunately, they all expired back in November, so we had to pitch them just in case.
More Jell-o!
A nice-looking lady dropped off a few bags with some things that were really needed. But in one of the bags I found 27 of those jello boxes. They had all expired back in the 90's. I unpacked everything else, and when I thought the woman had left, threw them all out.
Only she hadn't left, she had been talking to someone in the main office, and saw me pitch her precious jello.
L(ady): What the hell do you thing you're doing? (furious, red-faced tone)
Me: Ma'am, they expired years ago, and we can't give them this. It's dangerous, illegal, and undignified.
L: You're wasting food! Those could have gone to needy children! Think of how happy it would have made them!
Me: I'm really sorry, but I can't put that on the shelves.
Back and forth for a bit, she eventually decides to cuss me out and storms away, acting all high and mighty.
I don't think I'm some extra-wonderful person for working at the pantry, so you definitely don't have the right to act like you're so wonderful for bringing in expired food once every few years.
Cans
Types of cans I don't like:
Cans that expired in '03 (they haven't exploded yet?)
Cans that have the label ripped off.
Cans that are covered in gross, sticky-stuff.
Cans that are covered in DEAD GRUBS and MAGGOTS
Cans that are covered in dust.
Cans with writing in languages that I don't understand (and also lack pictures). Not to be an ass, but it's just a pain to try to figure out whether something is a vegetable or a meat or a sauce (because each bag only gets X amount of each).
Steak Sauce
Thank you to the company that donated 3 crates of high-grade sauces for various, specific cuts of meat that (Pantry's) clients can probably not afford, nor can we afford to give them. Bonus points for having a short shelf-life too.
Grrr.
A former classmate of mine dropped off a Victoria's secret bag filled with yeast packets.
1) Think on that for a minute, until you're as grossed out as I was.
2) How useful is this?
3) Don't laugh at me as I take out the trash, and comment on how I haven't gotten prettier since the 4th grade. I hate you a little.
Angry W(h)ine Lady
Yesterday I was working with a friend and another lady. WL owned a liquor store and kept telling us to buy from her when we were old enough. But after her first hour, she started getting sarcastic with us (we didn't do anything to provoke her, we were just sorting canned goods) and swearing loudly every time she couldn't find an expiration date on something. She complained about how gross and unhealthy the donated food was (yeah, but some people don't really have a choice), and how if she ran the place, she'd make sure that only wholesome vegetarian food was served. She had a fit because someone donated a few boxes of Ritz crackers, and shame on them, because there is no nutritional value in those. Towards the end of her shift (that she signed up to do out of the pure goodness of her heart), she just sat around ordering my friend and I about. Coming here and complaining for three hours doesn't make you a good person.
The Gospel of John
Sometimes we get donations from religious groups, which is always awesome because they give a ton of really good stuff and pay attention to the Village's website, where it lists the things that the pantry is really in need of. But they always wrap a bunch of cans in those easy-read pamphlets and rubberband them in place. So of course we have to go through and take them all off. We don't just serve Christians, and it would be kinda not-cool to give it to a Jewish, Muslim, or Native American client. (We put them in a bin in the corner of the main office with a bunch of candy and other small odds and ends, anyone is allowed to take anything from there. It's not as though we throw it out.) But other volunteers just don't get it. "But it would make them good chr-" "No."
Awesome: I found a bunch of cans, and the label says: "Makes soup look more soupy!" I think it's hilarious. I could be nuts.
And umm, that's it thus far. The end!
But everything has it's exceptions.
They make this stuff?
Not terribly sucky, but someone donated a few packs of jello-pudding (the kind in the cardboard box that you make at home). I will not envy the soul who ends up trying pistachio-flavored. Unfortunately, they all expired back in November, so we had to pitch them just in case.
More Jell-o!
A nice-looking lady dropped off a few bags with some things that were really needed. But in one of the bags I found 27 of those jello boxes. They had all expired back in the 90's. I unpacked everything else, and when I thought the woman had left, threw them all out.
Only she hadn't left, she had been talking to someone in the main office, and saw me pitch her precious jello.
L(ady): What the hell do you thing you're doing? (furious, red-faced tone)
Me: Ma'am, they expired years ago, and we can't give them this. It's dangerous, illegal, and undignified.
L: You're wasting food! Those could have gone to needy children! Think of how happy it would have made them!
Me: I'm really sorry, but I can't put that on the shelves.
Back and forth for a bit, she eventually decides to cuss me out and storms away, acting all high and mighty.
I don't think I'm some extra-wonderful person for working at the pantry, so you definitely don't have the right to act like you're so wonderful for bringing in expired food once every few years.
Cans
Types of cans I don't like:
Cans that expired in '03 (they haven't exploded yet?)
Cans that have the label ripped off.
Cans that are covered in gross, sticky-stuff.
Cans that are covered in DEAD GRUBS and MAGGOTS
Cans that are covered in dust.
Cans with writing in languages that I don't understand (and also lack pictures). Not to be an ass, but it's just a pain to try to figure out whether something is a vegetable or a meat or a sauce (because each bag only gets X amount of each).
Steak Sauce
Thank you to the company that donated 3 crates of high-grade sauces for various, specific cuts of meat that (Pantry's) clients can probably not afford, nor can we afford to give them. Bonus points for having a short shelf-life too.
Grrr.
A former classmate of mine dropped off a Victoria's secret bag filled with yeast packets.
1) Think on that for a minute, until you're as grossed out as I was.
2) How useful is this?
3) Don't laugh at me as I take out the trash, and comment on how I haven't gotten prettier since the 4th grade. I hate you a little.
Angry W(h)ine Lady
Yesterday I was working with a friend and another lady. WL owned a liquor store and kept telling us to buy from her when we were old enough. But after her first hour, she started getting sarcastic with us (we didn't do anything to provoke her, we were just sorting canned goods) and swearing loudly every time she couldn't find an expiration date on something. She complained about how gross and unhealthy the donated food was (yeah, but some people don't really have a choice), and how if she ran the place, she'd make sure that only wholesome vegetarian food was served. She had a fit because someone donated a few boxes of Ritz crackers, and shame on them, because there is no nutritional value in those. Towards the end of her shift (that she signed up to do out of the pure goodness of her heart), she just sat around ordering my friend and I about. Coming here and complaining for three hours doesn't make you a good person.
The Gospel of John
Sometimes we get donations from religious groups, which is always awesome because they give a ton of really good stuff and pay attention to the Village's website, where it lists the things that the pantry is really in need of. But they always wrap a bunch of cans in those easy-read pamphlets and rubberband them in place. So of course we have to go through and take them all off. We don't just serve Christians, and it would be kinda not-cool to give it to a Jewish, Muslim, or Native American client. (We put them in a bin in the corner of the main office with a bunch of candy and other small odds and ends, anyone is allowed to take anything from there. It's not as though we throw it out.) But other volunteers just don't get it. "But it would make them good chr-" "No."
Awesome: I found a bunch of cans, and the label says: "Makes soup look more soupy!" I think it's hilarious. I could be nuts.
And umm, that's it thus far. The end!
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