Can You Say: “Code Violations”? (Randyjw; July 10, 2017)
(Gross Subject Matter: Readers Be Advised)
Some updates on: ” As The Shelter Spins”…
The air conditioner has been either out or malfunctioning for several days at the shelter, so they have some floor and stand fans going. Let me tell you just how uncomfortable it feels to have full-blast fans blaring while you sit for six hours in soaking wet clothes that you got caught in a downpour in. I just did.
Me and two other girls were almost arrested for sitting in an empty parking lot. One car arrived; then two more showed up for backup. Luckily, we were released without further consequence, because there have been no warrants put out for us.
They actually did start breaking small soap bars into pieces to give us for our 10-minute, or less, showers — unwrapped and handled innumerable times for our non-sanitary non-protection.
The towels have become smaller, still — now they’re about 1/3-strip of a ripped dishtowel.
I was in an argument, yet again, with tonight’s supervisor. They aren’t paid workers, but homeless stiffs, like me, who happen instead to be in the program, and have to work, for free, helping to run this place, even though they have real employees who don’t have to do the drudgework they make us do, and they receive more money, per homeless head, then I could spend at a mid-grade hotel — perhaps even one with a pool! Usually we arrange our mats and move the desks from the classroom, ourselves (I usually wind up being the one to put it all back in the morning), but, this time, the desk-duty person did it, and it’s a horrible arrangement; not well-planned and taking too much space. However, she has a desk blocking access to the fire extinguisher (bottom photo), and another desk blocking access to the restroom, leaving only about an 18″ inch wide passageway to it. At least they started reopening the classroom bathroom to us, again, which is a good thing, because I had a little bit of an accident in the middle of the night having to walk some way down the hallway to the other side.
Now they’re sniffing drinks. I had to throw away my bottled iced tea, because I didn’t want breathed-out nose vapors in my drink that the Middle Eastern-looking bag-checker had to smell. Would you? I feel bad that they’re making him do that.
That’s about it for fun and games, right now. Stay tuned for more episodes of “As The Shelter Spins”.