Yesterday was a bit of a long day at work. When I got home I noticed that I had a large envelope in my mailbox, which was a total surprise. It was unmarked so I was hoping that it was my monthly edition of “Elongated Taint” magazine but sadly it wasn’t. In it was a thank you letter and some other goodies from a school that I had donated money to.
At Christmas time Google sent me a card with a donation gift card, which I could use it at donorschoice.org to fund various projects of my choice. I had totally forgotten that I used the card to fund an underfunded classroom outside of NYC that couldn’t supply the students with writing utensils and paper. I used the donor’s choice card and my own money to help in the funding of that project.
Along with the thank you letter from the teacher was documentation on how my money was spent, pictures of the kids writing, and hand written thank you letters from the children addressed to me. It was all really heartwarming and made gave me a little bit of a pick me up until I examined the letters that the students had written.
On one letter my last name wasn’t spelled right and there were spelling errors on some of the other letters. It had dawned on me that I had totally pissed away my money. If I would have known that they were going to use my donation money to send me letters with piss poor spelling than I would have gone elsewhere. It was the equivalent of donating money to an alcohol treatment center for the homeless and finding out that on the last day of their treatment they threw a party with an open bar.
I want to see results for my money damn it.
Investing in children is a bad way to go, it isn’t very safe. Let me put on my Jim Cramer hat for a second and explain this…
If I invested in an environmental or conservation project I can see results that are tangible, like 50 trees being planted or something like that. With children I don’t get to see the results for years and the failure rate is going to be pretty high. Today’s children are tomorrow’s people that I probably won’t like. If you follow that logic why would I donate money to people that I probably won’t like?
Great now I am depressed about all of this, I am going to go read these letters again to make myself feel better because I know how to spell my last name right… Those lazy illiterate bastards.
Have you ever donated money and felt like you wasted it?