Reminds me of my first day volunteering for a local group. It just so happpened to coincide with a major run-in between the volunteer managers and the volunteers.
The volunteers were being chastised for being too picky about which tasks they would undertake. The particular subset of volunteers who were being chastised was a core group of people who had a significant attachment to the organization and had been volunteering for years - some of them over a decade - doing hard, phyiscal labor, once a month, year in and year out. There are two kinds of volunteers at these events, the regulars and the folks who show up once as part of a corporate thing. It was the regulars who were getting yelled at. Yelled at.
I was stunned. I almost nearly didn't come back as it seemed to indicate a disturbing level of dysfunction. Fortunately, it never happened again.
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Date: 2009-09-18 06:32 pm (UTC)The volunteers were being chastised for being too picky about which tasks they would undertake. The particular subset of volunteers who were being chastised was a core group of people who had a significant attachment to the organization and had been volunteering for years - some of them over a decade - doing hard, phyiscal labor, once a month, year in and year out. There are two kinds of volunteers at these events, the regulars and the folks who show up once as part of a corporate thing. It was the regulars who were getting yelled at. Yelled at.
I was stunned. I almost nearly didn't come back as it seemed to indicate a disturbing level of dysfunction. Fortunately, it never happened again.