I wrote a few days ago about my failure in trying to donate bags of clothing to the local Goodwill. There is a short, but truly ironic addition to this story. In today’s paper, on the front page (the very top story, actually), was this:
Local Goodwill Industries requests more donations
When I saw that, I couldn’t help but shake my head a bit. Instead of asking for more donations, the director of the place might want to make sure their workers are willing to help bring in said donations. 
After seeing that in the paper, we actually called the director of the local Goodwill store and spoke to her about what had happened. She was just as appalled (or worse) than we were. We didn’t particularly want to be tattle tales, but we felt that the director would want to know what had happened; apparently we were right. She kept apologizing over and over, saying how terrible that was.
Ultimately, though, I think that turned out for the better, that the workers wouldn’t help bring in the donations a few days ago. The homeless shelter here ended up accepting all of the clothes, as well as the other stuff, and quite happily at that. I’d rather the shelter have the stuff for people who really need it, rather than Goodwill or Salvation Army. I know people who are short on money shop at those two places, but I also know that people regularly go there to get bargains on clothes, even if they don’t particularly need to shop there.
O boy what a coincidence indeed. I know how that feels though: you’ve ratted on a couple of guys and you don’t want to be perceived as such a person (maybe they even just had an off-day). But that can’t be how it should go and it’s good ‘management’ now knows what’s up. Still, smart move to take your business elsewhere. Seems to be the right decision here.
Yeah, we weren’t crazy about the idea of calling the director and telling her about what happened, but ultimately we felt we should.
And yeah, I preferred the homeless shelter have the stuff anyway. We actually dropped yet more stuff off there today, a dry sink and a drafting table we no longer needed.
Nice, Josh!