May 09, 2012 16:22
The food pantry got some hate mail today. They let me take home a copy after we passed it around the office doing dramatic readings.
For context, this was is a homebound lady who wanted us to bring her groceries. When the (male) delivery volunteer showed up at her house he asked if her husband was home, so he could have him listed as residing there. She accused him of wanting to do all sorts of horrible things to her and threw him out.
We sent a woman around to pacify her but she kept ranting about how bad we were. Objects may have been thrown. Our head of stuff was forced to send her a letter saying we would have to stop delivering food to her, as we do have our limits. Today this letter arrived on two neat sheets of notebook paper, and it was greeted with much fanfare and morbid curiosity. I have reproduced the original spelling, capitalization, and underlining as much as possible.
Dear [our head of stuff],
There’s a name for ”EVIL” people like you. And it is a FUNKING BITCH [Every letter in this phrase being individually underlined].
How dare you switch it around and make it like I was in the wrong. Do you even know who I am. I was in several Hollywood movies in AND around 1985 & in 1978. I was signed up.
Also, the BIBLE states which I’m sure you’ve never read. Be careful how you entertain strangers because they may be angels. Well, I’ve always been known as an angel by my husband and my relatives & others.
I’ll have my husband deal with you and it’ll be a doozy.
[her name]
P.S. - And just remember all you young people have evil minds. And are utterly EVIL. But, you’ll pay in the end if God decides to send you to HELL eternally and I am a born-again Christian & proud of it. I trust God I’m going to HEAVEN. I don’t go around lieing like you & all liars have their part in the LAKE OF FIRE OR HELL when they die. The BIBLE states. You’ve got a lot of evil nerve & unmitigated gull & audacity, unwarranted. I have nothing further to say to the likes of you.
[her name]
It had to technically be filed to the Big Boss of Pantries since it's got a threat in it, but since we can't even confirm the husband exists we spent most of the day laughing about it.
chicago,
food pantry