Volunteer work, part 2
Feb. 3rd, 2002 07:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
days_unfoldingSaturday afternoon, I went to volunteer in the second session of the computer class at the library. At the library, I said hello to someone whom I thought was part of the group, and she got up and moved away-;) Public service and public menace at the same time!
Few volunteers returned for the second session. I don't know if it's because they volunteered for only one session, or because the parking lot was full, and they'd need to pay for their own parking. Most of the students returned.
Not too surprisingly, it was similar to the first session. The woman with whom I was working went all over the place and tried just about everything that wasn't in the tutorial that she was given-;) A while ago, I was wondering why corporations and schools train people to be conformists even though it's often better to be a non-conformist in a crisis situation (subject for another post sometime). But it is easier to manage people if they follow directions-;)
At the end, she asked me if I would be coming back for a different class next week, and when I said no, she kind of gave me a mournful look. It feels good that she thought I helped.
I'll probably volunteer again when they offer the class again.
Few volunteers returned for the second session. I don't know if it's because they volunteered for only one session, or because the parking lot was full, and they'd need to pay for their own parking. Most of the students returned.
Not too surprisingly, it was similar to the first session. The woman with whom I was working went all over the place and tried just about everything that wasn't in the tutorial that she was given-;) A while ago, I was wondering why corporations and schools train people to be conformists even though it's often better to be a non-conformist in a crisis situation (subject for another post sometime). But it is easier to manage people if they follow directions-;)
At the end, she asked me if I would be coming back for a different class next week, and when I said no, she kind of gave me a mournful look. It feels good that she thought I helped.
I'll probably volunteer again when they offer the class again.
