To his credit, it looks like he just may:
I was abused at McDonald’s.
On the one hand, I’ve kept silent about this for four years, lest my coming forward constitute retaliation; I don’t believe in retaliation. On the other hand, with almost daily news reports about fast food workers abusing customers and the police being called, I would be remiss if I don’t share my story also.
I have screen shots of my diary from the days in question. I also have the original pertinent e-mails from McDonald’s.
Bottom line: Will you, or will you not, get on with life?
As long as you’re complaining
— about ANY THING —
you’re not doing what you can.
As remarked recently, I am almost never verbally insulted for being homeless.
The insults that do come are events at the clothes window, in the shower room at the shelter.
One gets the impression from Matt Bai’s article that closed-mindedness is something new.
I think first of a quotation from Jeff Snyder, from 1993:
BK keeps the TV tuned to CNN.
On Sundays, Fareed Zakaria’s GPS comes on when I’m there in the mornings before church, and is rebroadcast when I’m there in the afternoons after church.
His voice makes me feel anxious. Continue reading Fareed Zakaria
Back in the day, an uncle who had become my only local relative, used to invite me to his house with his kids for Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter. True fact: I’ve never had a TV; these times were my only exposures to television throughout the year.
And the magic box used to transfix me. Continue reading Jennifer Aniston’s charisma
So much futile drama.