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Being that I've recently lost my job I won't have so many sucky customers, but I do get some interesting calls from the food bank I volunteer at.
This is a story that was told to me on Friday.
As I was walking in I noticed one of the staff members getting out of a police cruiser and entering the building with an officer. I didn't really think much of it, because it's likely the officer was sent to gather information for a police food drive, which isn't all that uncommon.
As I entered the building the staff member locked the door behind me.
Odd, because our door is NEVER locked. We have two entrances, and neither are ever locked but for when the office is closed.
I asked one of the other volunteers, M, who I was there to relieve what was up and here is what she told me.
At about 8:30AM (when the office opens) she was doing some musical chairs, moving the one she didn't like sitting in out of the way so she could get the one she did like sitting in at the desk.
As she's standing behind one of the chairs a woman bursts through the door.
Woman: YOU STOLE MY FUCKING CHEQUES!
Volunteer:
Woman: YOU'VE BEEN STEALING MY CHEQUES FOR TEN FUCKING MONTHS AND CASHING THEM!
She went on like this for some time, all the while holding a rather large umbrella and swinging it at M and slamming it against the glass partition in attempts to smash the glass.
At one point the other morning volunteer, B, enters and the crazed woman holds up the umbrella and BENDS IT completely and starts waving it at B.
G, one of the staff members, ran over to see what all the yelling was about and this, I guess, freaked out the crazed woman and she took off.
According to G she's someone who has used the food bank many times before, and M told me she's gone over to the Welcome Centre to get her lunch ticket and one of the staff members has been trying to calm this woman down, stating every time she comes in she causes a problem.
I don't know what the issue with the cheques is (we don't distribute, hold or receive cheques for clients at all) but G was certain they are fully aware of who this woman is.
So for the rest of the day the door was locked and anyone wanting to enter had to ring the doorbell and anyone wanting to exit who didn't have a key had to be let out and the door locked behind them.
I'm glad we were kept safe from any other crazy people outbursts, but getting up every five minutes to let someone in or out got a bit old after the first hour.
I've compiled a fair number of stories from the food bank in the three and a half months I've been there so one day I'll have to post more of them.
This is a story that was told to me on Friday.
As I was walking in I noticed one of the staff members getting out of a police cruiser and entering the building with an officer. I didn't really think much of it, because it's likely the officer was sent to gather information for a police food drive, which isn't all that uncommon.
As I entered the building the staff member locked the door behind me.
Odd, because our door is NEVER locked. We have two entrances, and neither are ever locked but for when the office is closed.
I asked one of the other volunteers, M, who I was there to relieve what was up and here is what she told me.
At about 8:30AM (when the office opens) she was doing some musical chairs, moving the one she didn't like sitting in out of the way so she could get the one she did like sitting in at the desk.
As she's standing behind one of the chairs a woman bursts through the door.
Woman: YOU STOLE MY FUCKING CHEQUES!
Volunteer:
Woman: YOU'VE BEEN STEALING MY CHEQUES FOR TEN FUCKING MONTHS AND CASHING THEM!
She went on like this for some time, all the while holding a rather large umbrella and swinging it at M and slamming it against the glass partition in attempts to smash the glass.
At one point the other morning volunteer, B, enters and the crazed woman holds up the umbrella and BENDS IT completely and starts waving it at B.
G, one of the staff members, ran over to see what all the yelling was about and this, I guess, freaked out the crazed woman and she took off.
According to G she's someone who has used the food bank many times before, and M told me she's gone over to the Welcome Centre to get her lunch ticket and one of the staff members has been trying to calm this woman down, stating every time she comes in she causes a problem.
I don't know what the issue with the cheques is (we don't distribute, hold or receive cheques for clients at all) but G was certain they are fully aware of who this woman is.
So for the rest of the day the door was locked and anyone wanting to enter had to ring the doorbell and anyone wanting to exit who didn't have a key had to be let out and the door locked behind them.
I'm glad we were kept safe from any other crazy people outbursts, but getting up every five minutes to let someone in or out got a bit old after the first hour.
I've compiled a fair number of stories from the food bank in the three and a half months I've been there so one day I'll have to post more of them.
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