Not our backwoods buddies, mind you, but rather the cafeteria I typically eat in. Now that we have our new Academic building (which is actually just a tremendous building – it suprises me a little college like GCC can get something as great as that and debt free to boot), on MWF, people who would typically eat other places are now creating huge lines at the place where I eat breakfast, lunch and dinner. Save the men who live in the dorm itself, I consider myself a rare breed, and it’s just slightly frustrating that I then have to readjust my plans when last semester it would have been fine.
Oh, woe is me.
I have nothing else really truly profound, save I am constanty reminded of three things:
A) When you treat people with compassion and work everyday to make other people’s life better, quite often you’re taken advantage of.
B) God comes and provides understanding and comfort
C) I personally wouldn’t have it any other way.