Saffrondarling's Journal

In my office tech class when a student graduates we either have a pot luck lunch or we go out to eat. M graduated today and yesterday she decided that she wanted to go to Damon's for lunch. I was like "looks like I'm going to be eating alone". Damon's is WAY out of my price range. So I told the class "I'm broke as a joke". I've been out of work for TWO YEARS and I'm beyond frustration. In the town I live in there is nothing to do here unless you have money. When I lived in Cincinnati I could go to free concerts in parks or on certain days get in to a museum for free. Nothing like that here. It's either watch tv or go on the internet and those activities can get old after awhile. I miss eating out and I said what I said out of frustration. I was prepared to eat at school because there was some work I wanted to get done before the holiday. When I got to school today I found a envelope with my name on it and a message that said sent from a donor. I opened the envelope and found some money in it. I asked M if she knew the handwriting. She said she didn't. I would like to know who gave me the money so I can pay them back. Whoever gave me the money could of used it to buy gas or something. I was touched. But I was also embaressed. I'm used to having my own money and buying what I want whenever I want. Why won't anybody hire me? I'm a good worker! I want to work! I want my own money. I then asked her if she knew who put the envelope on my desk and she said no. So I thanked the whole class. Lunch was nice. I had a burger with onion straws. The conversation was good. I've wondered if anyone in the class liked me and now I know. So now it's my turn to pay it forward.