A long time ago, a company I worked for announced they were giving all the grunts a turkey for the holidays. They posted an opt out form for anyone who didn't want a turkey so I dropped one in the bin since I lived alone and a 20lb turkey wouldn't even fit in my little freezer.
Did not give the bird another thought, and then a few weeks later I got an envelope in an interoffice mailer, and I opened it up. It was a handwritten thank you note from the downtown homeless shelter thanking me for the turkey. I just figured the company was going to tally up the number of desired birds and order that many, it never occurred to me the company was committed to giving away the same number of turkeys as there were employees.
I choked up when I read the card.
OK, dammit, I cried.
(and that's about the uncoolest thing you can do at your desk when you work for a defense contractor making missile parts and jet fighter subsystems)
Did not give the bird another thought, and then a few weeks later I got an envelope in an interoffice mailer, and I opened it up. It was a handwritten thank you note from the downtown homeless shelter thanking me for the turkey. I just figured the company was going to tally up the number of desired birds and order that many, it never occurred to me the company was committed to giving away the same number of turkeys as there were employees.
I choked up when I read the card.
OK, dammit, I cried.
(and that's about the uncoolest thing you can do at your desk when you work for a defense contractor making missile parts and jet fighter subsystems)
The granting of a pardon is an imputation of guilt, and the acceptance a confession of it.
