Just encountered a mine field
Posted: Fri Feb 13, 2015 9:51 pm
We had a discussion recently about "did you tell anyone you were an eunuch," so this is sort of like that but much more difficult. Read on.
It all started so innocently.... At church on Sunday, one of the members (an acquaintance of mine) asked if anyone knew how to wire up a GFI outlet, as the place where she works has an electrical inspector coming and the maintenance person was wanting some help to have everything correct for the inspection. Nobody else offered to help her out, so I said that I would (since I have an extensive background in electrical work). I told her Tuesday morning would work for me, and we agreed to meet at the church parking lot so she could have me follow her over to the facility. It seems this was some sort of "secure" place where you needed a keypad code to enter. I did work for the DoD back in the 80's so no big deal for me, I understand security.
But that should have been my first clue that I was in for trouble. However... I showed up on schedule on Tuesday and away we went. Turns out this place is a shelter for women. No big deal since I am an eunuch and have no interest in women or men for that matter. My friend turns me over to the maintenance lady and she starts showing me around the place so I could test the outlets. She kept hollering out "Man in the house", so I made a comment that I used to repair the telephones in a convent and was not surprised by the security arrangements as this was a similar sort of place.... Suddenly she asked me if I would fill out a "volunteer" application. Now I was not intending to spend a lot of time here, so I wondered why that would be necessary, but she insisted. Second clue....
On the application among other items was a check box for "I agree to submit to a background check. Y. N." Oops! You see, I have a really old (4-decades ago and then some) felony conviction in another State for doing stupid things with a 13-year old boy that I should not have done. Decision time! Do I tell the truth, or do I fake it and hope they don't bother with the background check? But that would be risky and might even get me in trouble if they did manage to find out, so I decided to tell her up front.
BAD MOVE. I should have just left the premises with no explanation - no nothing - on some kind of flimsy excuse. But no, I had to be honest and tell the truth. Boom! The woman in charge of the place comes down on me like a ton of bricks! I tried to explain that I am an eunuch precisely to prevent anything like what had happened long, long ago in another galaxy far, far away, but they would have none of it! "We are a center for abused women. You have to leave now!" I went.
I think my gender (I present as a male) was also an issue here since there NO men are allowed in the shelter without a female supervisor! It wouldn't surprise me if they all turn out to be "abused women" including the supervisors, which might explain some of their seeming paranoia.
Speaking of paranoia - now I am worried that they might call the police and try to say I am some sort of molester or serial rapist who tried to sneak into the place.... And my friend from church may get fired for bringing me over there.... Yike! At least my pastor knows of my past and is also aware of the incident, but....
Actually, the real problem is that all of this has re-awakened all sorts of bad memories from my past, including a suicide attempt that very nearly succeeded. Ugh! A bit of a shock to discover that I am still very fragile emotionally despite years of therapy and a spiritual re-birth and my surgery and all that. You see I was abused as a child, and so I am also a victim just like the women in the shelter! Or at least some of the memories are back and I hate myself, etc....
I am also dismayed that their wiring is all screwed up and I really wanted to help them and I also donated over $100 worth of parts and a GFI tester to use themselves. So the "Mr. Fix-it" in me is also upset. But that is done with....
Anyway, I am meeting with my pastor and the friend from church tomorrow, but the shelter folks are really uptight and unapproachable (at least for now).
Pray for me.
It all started so innocently.... At church on Sunday, one of the members (an acquaintance of mine) asked if anyone knew how to wire up a GFI outlet, as the place where she works has an electrical inspector coming and the maintenance person was wanting some help to have everything correct for the inspection. Nobody else offered to help her out, so I said that I would (since I have an extensive background in electrical work). I told her Tuesday morning would work for me, and we agreed to meet at the church parking lot so she could have me follow her over to the facility. It seems this was some sort of "secure" place where you needed a keypad code to enter. I did work for the DoD back in the 80's so no big deal for me, I understand security.
But that should have been my first clue that I was in for trouble. However... I showed up on schedule on Tuesday and away we went. Turns out this place is a shelter for women. No big deal since I am an eunuch and have no interest in women or men for that matter. My friend turns me over to the maintenance lady and she starts showing me around the place so I could test the outlets. She kept hollering out "Man in the house", so I made a comment that I used to repair the telephones in a convent and was not surprised by the security arrangements as this was a similar sort of place.... Suddenly she asked me if I would fill out a "volunteer" application. Now I was not intending to spend a lot of time here, so I wondered why that would be necessary, but she insisted. Second clue....
On the application among other items was a check box for "I agree to submit to a background check. Y. N." Oops! You see, I have a really old (4-decades ago and then some) felony conviction in another State for doing stupid things with a 13-year old boy that I should not have done. Decision time! Do I tell the truth, or do I fake it and hope they don't bother with the background check? But that would be risky and might even get me in trouble if they did manage to find out, so I decided to tell her up front.
BAD MOVE. I should have just left the premises with no explanation - no nothing - on some kind of flimsy excuse. But no, I had to be honest and tell the truth. Boom! The woman in charge of the place comes down on me like a ton of bricks! I tried to explain that I am an eunuch precisely to prevent anything like what had happened long, long ago in another galaxy far, far away, but they would have none of it! "We are a center for abused women. You have to leave now!" I went.
I think my gender (I present as a male) was also an issue here since there NO men are allowed in the shelter without a female supervisor! It wouldn't surprise me if they all turn out to be "abused women" including the supervisors, which might explain some of their seeming paranoia.
Speaking of paranoia - now I am worried that they might call the police and try to say I am some sort of molester or serial rapist who tried to sneak into the place.... And my friend from church may get fired for bringing me over there.... Yike! At least my pastor knows of my past and is also aware of the incident, but....
Actually, the real problem is that all of this has re-awakened all sorts of bad memories from my past, including a suicide attempt that very nearly succeeded. Ugh! A bit of a shock to discover that I am still very fragile emotionally despite years of therapy and a spiritual re-birth and my surgery and all that. You see I was abused as a child, and so I am also a victim just like the women in the shelter! Or at least some of the memories are back and I hate myself, etc....
I am also dismayed that their wiring is all screwed up and I really wanted to help them and I also donated over $100 worth of parts and a GFI tester to use themselves. So the "Mr. Fix-it" in me is also upset. But that is done with....
Anyway, I am meeting with my pastor and the friend from church tomorrow, but the shelter folks are really uptight and unapproachable (at least for now).
Pray for me.