Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Sometimes, it’s the Principal of the Matter

I don’t always have to be right. However, if I am personally wronged, I will get to the bottom of it in a manner that allows me to move forward.

Over the summer, I updated a few appliances in my kitchen. The appliances that I replaced were old but worked fine. I made arrangements with a couple of the offices I work with to see if they wanted any additional kitchen appliances. Typically, the medical office kitchen will be supplied with others’ leftovers. I found homes for all three appliances.

I work with many lovely people. The one I am referring to is a hypocrite. God love her, but I finally had to put an end to the madness. She professes to be a very ecumenical person. Good for her. I am religious too; I just don’t advertise every divine act of kindness.

This incident involves a microwave that was to be transported to one of our satellite offices. The receiving office had a microwave that was so old, I am pretty sure it was leaking radiation with each use. Ms. Ecumenical volunteered to transport the microwave to the other office. Great! My act of kindness is complete or so I thought.

The following week, Ms. Ecumenical announced that she decided that my microwave would be better served at her little church rather than the medical office. It was not a big deal, I wanted someone who needed it to have it and then I’d take the write off for tax purposes. I told Ms. Ecumenical that was fine and to please bring me a receipt for the microwave.

Fast forward to today. For the past 6 months, once a month, I have been reminding Ms. Ecumenical to bring me a receipt for the donation of the microwave. Each time she comes up with some story about how her church is small and they don’t have official receipts, blah, blah, blah. I asked her to scribble it on their letter head and that would suffice. She said that would be a good idea and still no receipt.

Yesterday after hearing about the lovely time she spent at her church and all the activities surrounding Christmas, I asked her again for the receipt or I asked her to bring the microwave back so I could donate it to someone who would furnish me with a receipt. She told me she had the receipt and that she would bring it the next day. I reminded her to make sure the receipt had the Church’s name and address on it.

Today, I received the microwave back.

I knew all along that the microwave never made it to her church and that she was using it herself. Now the fact that she wanted the microwave for her own purposes was not an issue to me. It was the smoke and mirrors and the lying of where the microwave ended up.

Ms. Ecumenical will now be referred to as Pinocchio. Also, anyone need a microwave?

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

Not yet but thanks for asking...How about a raise, can you give me one of those?

Wicked H said...

Dave: It is budget time, let me see how I can crunch the numbers....

Miss Britt said...

The NERVE of some people - sheesh.

Wicked H said...

Miss Britt: I know, right?

Oh well....

Anonymous said...

I have been sort of lurking for a while. If you don't mind, could I suggest your local Fire House. They might not need it, but if they do, they are the people that you want running to your house in the event of a fire. I buy the local Fire House a dozen bagels or donuts just because I can. Another microwave can always be useful when there's more than one person around.

Wicked H said...

CEO: That is a great suggestion, I will take it there tomorrow. Thanks for the idea and the lurking.

HotForSimon said...

Let me guess, this person calls themselves a christian, right?

I have a strong disliking for people like that...they are christians and religious when it's convenient for them to be...the rest of the time they are hypocritical turd ticklers.

I was married to one of those.

Wicked H said...

HFS: Let's be clear that among any religion there can be many "HTT"s. We are not using a broad brush here.

In your ex-husbands case, I absolutely agree.

I think Pinocchio is devout in her beliefs and for whatever her reasons, she wanted my 10 year old microwave for herself. If only she had been up front about it.

HotForSimon said...

Duely noted.

Anonymous said...

I am soooo glad you kept after her.
The martini backpack is too cool!
I've moved my blog to http://blogjem.com - and of course you're still a member of my blogroll.
Drop in when you can.
Happy New Year,
Frances

lil mermaid said...

I'm glad you got the microwave back. It's in the genes I tell ya....being a pitbull that is :), that's my girl.

Wicked H said...

Frances: I am nothing if not persistent. Happy New Year to you!!

BS: Oy! I tried to let it go, but it was eating at me. I did not have to use my genetic pit bull antics, asking for it back knocked her off of her high horse.

Giddeyup!!!

RP said...

Sounds to me like she owes you for the 2006 tax deduction you now cannot take on that $15,000 microwave. Or something. Seriously, what a thief.

Wicked H said...

RP: It takes all kinds. I like the way you think, I'll have my people call yours!