The Mother Called Again
Remember a couple of weeks ago when I had a mother persistently quizzing me about her prisoner son? The one I just hung up on may not be the same lady, although her accent was the same and her persistence remained.
I’m afraid I lost patience this time and I told her straight up not to keep asking me her “just one question” - I could not help her, we were done with her son (he’s long been sentenced and resides at a federal prison), call a lawyer. She kept trying to get me to answer her one question, which I couldn’t anyway since it was not relevant to us (regarding an appeal).
After repeating my lawyer line a couple of dozen times, I finally said, “Ma’am, I’m going to end this call. I can’t help you. You need to call a lawyer.”
She tried one more time and I was about to say “Good-bye” and hang up on her when she finally gave in and hung up herself.
Uh-oh.
Now you’re gonna get it. Do they have hot water where you’re going? Make sure your lawyer knows to give us your forwarding address so we can send care packages.
Posted by on 09/01/05 at 02:10 PMPlease, she could have asked to speak to my supervisor while she was on the line. I would have passed her on to him happily and he would have told her the same exact thing.
She can still call to complain anytime - how much time am I expected to waste on calls like that? I have work to do.
Posted by on 09/01/05 at 02:15 PMUm, you know I’m kidding, right? Just think of it as “material.”
Posted by on 09/01/05 at 02:26 PMUh oh,
I commented with this under your post “Prayer” but I see I should have saved it for this one! As I noted there, it is one of my favorites for starting the day!
Prayer of Metropolitan Philaret
Lord, give me the strength to greet the coming day in peace. Help me in all things to rely on Your holy will. Reveal Your will to me every hour of the day. Bless my dealings with all people. Teach me to treat all people who come to me throughout the day with peace of soul and with firm conviction that Your will governs all. In all my deeds and words guide my thoughts and feelings. In unexpected events, let me not forget that all are sent by you. Teach me to act firmly and wisely, without embittering and embarrassing others. Give me the physical strength to bear the labors of this day. Direct my will, teach me to pray, pray in me. Amen.
Posted by on 09/01/05 at 02:35 PMGwynne, yes, I know. I was still coming down from my adrenaline rush.
Beau’s Sis, thank you.
Posted by on 09/01/05 at 03:01 PM
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