Than You, Red Cross, Than You.
Ok, so I shouldn't be making fun of something that was made in the utmost of gratitude, but c'mon, what I'm about to tell you is funny. It made me laugh.
Ok, so this actually goes back to my time in Mississippi but I did not remember about it until now. But it brought a smile to my face.
So as Red Cross Disaster Relief volunteers I served food to people along a set route. Didn't matter who they were or what they were doing, I fed them. People cleaning out thier house with piles of debris in the front yard? Yep, fed them. Workers getting paid $40 an hour to clean out the casinos in the area? Yep, fed them too. Didn't matter, we fed them. Until we got the higher ups to change our routes we fed everyone there. But apparently it was not enough. For all the kids were in school and they were getting fed by FEMA. FEMA, however, was apparently not paying for food for the teachers. Make sense? Only the kids, not the teachers. Didn't matter if the teachers did not have any appliances to make any food, they still had to find their own food. Sure, they had a lunch break they could go out to get some food, unless they were in a school on continous lockdown throughout the day. Then they couldn't go out to get something to eat. But FEMA still didn't pay for their food. So the teachers called us and got us to deliver meals to them at the school. We actually fed two schools, Bayou View Middle School and Bayou View Elementary School. 50 meals and 70 meals, respectively. After a few days of feeding those schools we were told they did not need our services anymore. So, on the last day the principal of both schools came out and handed us cards from the teachers and the students. It was a nice gesture, really it was. Instead of learning they were making us cards. Great. So we hung up the cards throughout the ERV. Kind of like a refrigerator. And it was fun because whenever I needed to laugh I would take a look at the cards. Little kids are always funny.
"Thank you for giving us up to $18,000 a piece..."
(Hmm, can we say fraud?)
"Biloxi, MS thanks you a million times, thank you."
(Wouldn't that be a million and one?)
"To Whom it May Concern"
(And that was by a teacher. Wouldn't you put 'To the Red Cross'?)
And, by far, the funniest (and the one we put on the window to share with the residents we fed):
"Than You Red Cross."
(And the funniest thing about it was the student spelled it 'Thank You' on the inside.)
In fact, our little ERV would use that as if it was a bad word. With deep conviction and holding up our fist we would yell out "Than you [Insert someone's name here]." Of course they would get that quizzical look as if they weren't sure what it meant when we said that. I would always laugh after saying that, so I don't think they would take offense to it, but just that moment of uncertainty was what I was going for.
But that was our own little inside joke. And now I'm sharing it with you. So if I say to you 'than you,' it is nothing derogatory. In fact, I don't know what it means. It just brings humor to the day.
Ok, so this actually goes back to my time in Mississippi but I did not remember about it until now. But it brought a smile to my face.
So as Red Cross Disaster Relief volunteers I served food to people along a set route. Didn't matter who they were or what they were doing, I fed them. People cleaning out thier house with piles of debris in the front yard? Yep, fed them. Workers getting paid $40 an hour to clean out the casinos in the area? Yep, fed them too. Didn't matter, we fed them. Until we got the higher ups to change our routes we fed everyone there. But apparently it was not enough. For all the kids were in school and they were getting fed by FEMA. FEMA, however, was apparently not paying for food for the teachers. Make sense? Only the kids, not the teachers. Didn't matter if the teachers did not have any appliances to make any food, they still had to find their own food. Sure, they had a lunch break they could go out to get some food, unless they were in a school on continous lockdown throughout the day. Then they couldn't go out to get something to eat. But FEMA still didn't pay for their food. So the teachers called us and got us to deliver meals to them at the school. We actually fed two schools, Bayou View Middle School and Bayou View Elementary School. 50 meals and 70 meals, respectively. After a few days of feeding those schools we were told they did not need our services anymore. So, on the last day the principal of both schools came out and handed us cards from the teachers and the students. It was a nice gesture, really it was. Instead of learning they were making us cards. Great. So we hung up the cards throughout the ERV. Kind of like a refrigerator. And it was fun because whenever I needed to laugh I would take a look at the cards. Little kids are always funny.
"Thank you for giving us up to $18,000 a piece..."
(Hmm, can we say fraud?)
"Biloxi, MS thanks you a million times, thank you."
(Wouldn't that be a million and one?)
"To Whom it May Concern"
(And that was by a teacher. Wouldn't you put 'To the Red Cross'?)
And, by far, the funniest (and the one we put on the window to share with the residents we fed):
"Than You Red Cross."
(And the funniest thing about it was the student spelled it 'Thank You' on the inside.)
In fact, our little ERV would use that as if it was a bad word. With deep conviction and holding up our fist we would yell out "Than you [Insert someone's name here]." Of course they would get that quizzical look as if they weren't sure what it meant when we said that. I would always laugh after saying that, so I don't think they would take offense to it, but just that moment of uncertainty was what I was going for.
But that was our own little inside joke. And now I'm sharing it with you. So if I say to you 'than you,' it is nothing derogatory. In fact, I don't know what it means. It just brings humor to the day.
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