The Novels, Poetry, and Ramblings of a man grateful for A.D.H.D.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
No Charity Please
A peculiar mystery puzzled our church board. Toilet paper was continually missing from the stalls. We would replace
it, but every Sunday the paper was gone, roll and all. Finally, we
asked someone to keep an eye on the toilet paper (how crazy it that?). A
woman who was new to the church was pilfering it. I asked why
she was taking it. She said they did not have enough money and needed
some, so, because we were a church, she did not think we would mind. I
told her we would be glad to go get her some at the store and even food
if she needed it. She replied, "Oh I could never accept charity."