Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
"So what exactly were you doing over Christmas anyways, Glenn?" I was managing a Christmas tree lot for Mission Hills, Boy Scout Troop 104. Let me tell you about it!
Every year, Troop 104 raises money for their scouts to go to summer camp and on outings. They do this by organizing one large fundraiser a year instead of doing many smaller ones as some other troops do. Many people are already familiar with Boy Scouts selling popcorn and Girl Scouts selling cookies as fundraisers; Troop 104 sells Christmas trees.
As manager of the lot, my job was to ensure that everything ran safely and smoothly. I would arrive in the mornings to deliver cash to the register and welcome the first shift. Typically, there would be two people working the sales shed and two on the lot, but depending on who was scheduled or available to work, this would vary slightly. Throughout the day, I would stop by the lot making sure there was enough change in the register, the flocking equipment was working, trees were being opened and placed in water and a number of other operational duties were taken care of. I would also fill in when people didn't show up for their shift or when extra help was needed. At the end of the day, I would count our earnings with the treasurer and make the lot ready for the guard shift to start.
Another duty as manager was to make sure enough buckets, stands, nails, flock, and other supplies were ordered before we ran out. I also counted, unloaded and signed off on our shipments of trees and was the go-to guy for any questions or problems that arose... and problems did arise. This year, we faced torrential downpours that turned the lot into a muddy swamp. After laying old carpet and digging channels for the water to drain, it still took a couple days before the lot was easily used again. Even when problems needed to be fixed, I really enjoyed my work. Everyone I worked with did their best and their efforts made my job a delight.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
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Those Who Say It Can't Be Done
Some will argue that in a guy/girl friendship, one individual will always develop romantic feelings for the other. They believe it could occur early on, or take years to surface, but eventually when those feelings emerge, the friendship must come to an end. Often, these same people believe that for a guy/girl friendship to even begin, there must be some level of attraction in one of the individuals.
Why It's Possible
Despite what some may say, there's no reason why guys and girls can't have a truly platonic relationship. If romantic feelings do develop, they should be addressed honestly, but those feelings don't have to end the friendship. It ultimately depends on each person involved, and how they respond.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Boys like guns. It might be the loud report and smell of burning gunpowder, or the ability to shatter clay pigeons flying through the air, or possibly it's that guns are tools that demand a great deal of respect. For me, it's probably a combination of all these things and more.
As a kid, I was always jealous that my brother had a BB gun, and I would frequently ask to borrow it. I ended up shooting it more than he did and would invite my friends over to shoot aluminum cans and targets taped to stacks of newspapers. My parents wisely laid out rules for our use of the BB gun so that we would develop safe gun handling habits. Later in Boy Scouts, I was exposed to rifle and shotgun shooting. This presented new challenges, with moving targets and targets at much greater distances. Naturally, I moved on to hand guns after this. I later inherited my grandfather's .22 Winchester 68 from my uncle and began to learn about proper gun cleaning and maintenance.
I'm not a gun expert by any means, nor do I own many firearms or go shooting often, but I enjoy the hobby and am always willing to learn to shoot guns I'm less familiar with. Firearms might seem dangerous, and indeed they can be if mistreated, but by exercising proper safety, shooting can be enjoyed by anyone.