Wednesday, February 11, 2009
The beauty of Social Workers
At the pizza parlor the other week, while paying, I was holding "There Is No Me Without You" in my hands. I overheard the woman ahead of me in line ordering. The pizza parlor employee greeted her with gusto and a smile, asked how she was doing, and she didn't even answer his question. She just commanded: "Gimme a slice and a Coke." I thought to myself: "Sheesh... rude!" but didn't say anything of course. Then she turned to me and asked me what I was reading. I told her.
"What's it about?" she asked.
"It's about the African AIDS orphans and this wonderful woman who takes care of them."
She curled her lip and said: "Eww..."
Flash forward in time to that afternoon.
I'm walking up the ramp at work and bump into a fellow social worker.(I always have a book while walking through the parking lot... it's a long parking lot and a waste of time not to be reading while crossing it.)
"Whacha reading?" he asks. I tell him the title. "What's it about?" he asks.
"It's about the African AIDS orphans and this wonderful woman who takes care of them," I tell him.
Aren't social workers awesome?