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Didn't want to derail the other thread.
Perhaps. I was attempting to express donor fatigue. Allow me to elaborate...
I was raised to believe that if I ran across someone who needed my help, I had a moral obligation to do so. It was drilled into me. If approached by an alcoholic, a junkie, or a homeless panhandler, I would give them whatever I could spare. I viewed it as a duty. What the money I gave was spent on did not matter to me. For all I knew, I was entertaining angels. This foolishness stopped based on two experiences that took place about a week apart.
The first, I was approached by a homeless guy. He asked if I could spare anything. I reached into the center console of my car, and gave him every penny, probably around 5 bucks. He stood there holding the money I had given him, then he looked at me and said “Come on, man. Ain't you got no paper dollar?”
The second, I was approached at 2 a.m. outside a pool hall by a glassy eyed couple who had a kid of about 4 and a toddler with them. They were bombed, but not so much so that they couldn't implore me for money so they could feed their disheveled children. This incident made me angry; I didn't give them a dime, and I haven't given money to people on the street since.
But that isn't quite the same as businesses collecting for charity. Here are my observations on that...
I saw a reputable childrens charity collecting money through a collection box at a chain store. Management regularly looted it. Only the pennies and the nickels got forwarded to the charity.
Also, back in the mid 90's I saw something I had never noticed in my town. A donation jar at the cash register in a convenience store. Collecting for someone in dire need.
Within a couple of months, they were in every convenience store. People with kidney failure, uninsured children with cancer, you name it. But most outrageous was the one I saw at a small bank I did business at. Someone had a horse – a horse – with a rare condition. They were asking for donations so this horse – horse – could be sent to Emory University. They had the audacity to list how much they had already collected (over 10 thousand dollars). It struck me as absurd and obscene.
So this is why any corporation that gives me the opportunity to express my compassion when I swipe my card is only going to get a simple no thank you (unless they give me the chance to say I am sick to death of being asked).
I am sick to death of retailers asking me if I would like to donate to various causes every time I use my card.
I think a simple no thank you. is suitable.
Perhaps. I was attempting to express donor fatigue. Allow me to elaborate...
I was raised to believe that if I ran across someone who needed my help, I had a moral obligation to do so. It was drilled into me. If approached by an alcoholic, a junkie, or a homeless panhandler, I would give them whatever I could spare. I viewed it as a duty. What the money I gave was spent on did not matter to me. For all I knew, I was entertaining angels. This foolishness stopped based on two experiences that took place about a week apart.
The first, I was approached by a homeless guy. He asked if I could spare anything. I reached into the center console of my car, and gave him every penny, probably around 5 bucks. He stood there holding the money I had given him, then he looked at me and said “Come on, man. Ain't you got no paper dollar?”
The second, I was approached at 2 a.m. outside a pool hall by a glassy eyed couple who had a kid of about 4 and a toddler with them. They were bombed, but not so much so that they couldn't implore me for money so they could feed their disheveled children. This incident made me angry; I didn't give them a dime, and I haven't given money to people on the street since.
But that isn't quite the same as businesses collecting for charity. Here are my observations on that...
I saw a reputable childrens charity collecting money through a collection box at a chain store. Management regularly looted it. Only the pennies and the nickels got forwarded to the charity.
Also, back in the mid 90's I saw something I had never noticed in my town. A donation jar at the cash register in a convenience store. Collecting for someone in dire need.
Within a couple of months, they were in every convenience store. People with kidney failure, uninsured children with cancer, you name it. But most outrageous was the one I saw at a small bank I did business at. Someone had a horse – a horse – with a rare condition. They were asking for donations so this horse – horse – could be sent to Emory University. They had the audacity to list how much they had already collected (over 10 thousand dollars). It struck me as absurd and obscene.
So this is why any corporation that gives me the opportunity to express my compassion when I swipe my card is only going to get a simple no thank you (unless they give me the chance to say I am sick to death of being asked).