Tales From The Shelter – 49
After being brieflly and rudely interupted by the honourless Jenny Kwan, I can now tell some more tales from the Silly Man Hotel.
Last night was our Christmas Dinner. Every now and then special meals are served for free for us. A couple of brothers from somewhere donated the money and the servers were mostly cops and unidentified civilians.
Sitting in the cafeteria, decorated a la dollar store, the uniformed workers brought us our meals , eliminated the need to line up at the slop counter. It was nice. I made cracks to the cops and they were good humoured, and the meal was real, genuine turkey, with stuffing and the other works.
Sparky had a cold and her and Tele-Tubby (aka Whiner) figured that a simple common cold was worse then most ailments. I thought a cold played second to my lobotomy.
The staff sang Christmas carols while we dined by dollar store fake candle light, and the atmosphere was pretty festive. There was the odd person crying cuz Christmas triggers a lot in many ….addictions , families, losses, all factor in to play. I was dry eyed this year as I’m on the correct medication. For Now. Till it craps out.
A couple of the gals on our ward have been handing out cards and wee gifts but I’m not partaking in that. Christ, on our wages a dollar present to everyone adds up to too much. And I hate christmas cards, I really do. They’re a waste of paper. Let’s save the environment in the name of being grumpy!
Entry filed under: Political Humour.