Yesterday, I waited for my second shift in the locker room. I read on my Kindle while four tired bodies slept beside me. America is indeed a land of abundance. Despite the fact that people work at least two jobs to afford what they want, the American life is still more fortunate than the rest of the world.
While in some places, people are dropping dead like flies as we speak, beggars in Indianapolis are overweight. At one time, I even saw a woman on her laptop with a sign beside her that says, “PLEASE HELP, JOBLESS.” The whole world is an epitome of irony.
Day after day, I watch people clad in designer clothes walk around the hotel; a gentleman with a Burberry scarf around his neck, a lady with a Hermes leather handbag. Last night, 600 people filled one of the hotel’s ballrooms. Men and women chatter while holding cocktails with one hand and gesturing with the other. They lined up for the most delicious dishes the world can offer, and they danced under the most colorful of lights. I also remember that some nights ago, we hosted a charity auction, and I overheard that a little puppy was just auctioned for $3,000.00. The hotel I work for caters to socially prominent people. People who can afford to stay in a hotel for several hundreds of dollars per night, and who want the best service their money can buy.
So why am I now thinking that I would rather be around people who make nothing than around them who can buy a small town if they wanted to? I really don’t understand. I could probably easily get a job in a hotel back home, work in an air-conditioned establishment, wear a suit everyday, and be surrounded with people in the same outfit.
At one time, a co-worker and I set up a continental breakfast for 6 people. The event order form was stamped V.V.V.I.P. We laid out five plates of fresh fruits, a dozen bagels, a pan of premium glazed Virginia ham biscuits, and several dozens of pastries, breakfast breads and muffins on two 5000-dollar glass tables, not to mention the 4 gallons of coffee on the credenza which was worth almost $250.00. The room was spotless, it was fit for the royal family. After their meeting, we went to clear the room and to our surprise, nothing was touched. I stood inside a room that we so meticulously set up an hour ago, surrounded with food that was prepared by the most talented chefs, food that was going to be thrown away in ten minutes. Several Filipino families could’ve been fed for a week, convert it to cash and several Filipino families could’ve been fed for a month. While the hotel wastes literally tons of food every week, on the other side of the world, people are dying of hunger. How does such a thing happen?
Sometimes, when I wait outside a meeting room for a group to break, I like to pretend that they’re talking about the future of children in Africa, and not of dominating their industries.
The world is a sad place guised by things that entertain and preoccupy us. Hollywood, anime, computer games, money, even friends and family. We all want to be successful, but material possession doesn’t guarantee peace of mind. And personal wealth doesn’t take away the fact that millions of children are growing up hungry and uneducated.
Do you care? Do you want to do something about it?
Today’s lesson: CARE. REFUSE TO ACCEPT THAT THINGS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE THE WAY THEY ARE.