Coming up next is the eighth part to Diane Richardson's "When I Met My Hubby." But first, a little break.
The great thing about blogging websites is the ability to plan posts in advance; like this one. We're taking Best Day off this week, but we won't leave you without a few fun stories for your Thursday. Like this one from Joan about the best things she earned in her life:
The Best Things I Learned In My Life
In my lifetime I’ve learned many things.
For instance I’ve learned to do unto others as I would like others to treat me. I’ve also learned to be respectful and considerate of others. I was taught how to carry myself as a lady, love my enemies even though it can be very, very hard to love someone who has hurt you.
I’ve also learned to share even if I only have a little or its my last. How to be a good listener, that’s how you learn. Also everyone is not your friend.
I’m still learning how to keep my mouth shut sometimes, because when I’m trying to tell someone a truth about something and they’re not able to accept the truth, I’m accused of being a little know it all.
Sometimes when I’m talking I have to explain every small detail. I’ve always been a talker around those I feel comfortable with.
But to make a long story short, I’ve learned to love --- my creator with all my heart, mind and soul.
One of my biggest lessons I’ve learned in this life is, to just at all times, to be myself.
We now return to our continuing story, "When I Met My Hubby" by Diane Richardson Part 8:
When I Met My Hubby Part 8
So, I’m on assignment at the Family Court at 34 S. 11th Street to collect specimens for D.N.A paternity tests of women and children on public assistance or welfare and the potential fathers. On occasion when a celebrity, executive, big businessman, athlete would be flown in for the test, they would be photographed, fingerprinted, and show their I.D. so as to not send someone in their place. We technicians would often get offers from the males to rig the test in their favor. As tempting as the offers were, I would refuse. I believe in Karma, what goes around comes around. Nothing good comes to you when you do bad, and I wouldn’t have any blessing in my life. I always believe in doing the right thing. We got all kind of offers to get the potential fathers out of eighteen years of child support.
The one that stands out to mind is a Phillies baseball player with his championship ring on. He offered us to rig the test in his favor and you know what he offered? Season tickets for two in box seats to all the games, to get out of eighteen years of child support. How dumb was he? One technician would look up the schedule to see when an athlete was scheduled to be tested, and assign herself to his case. She would contact him and let him know she could rig the test in his favor for ten thousand dollars. That would be music to their ears. Ten thousand would most likely less than they would pay in a month, not to mention over eighteen years. She’d make arrangements for the money transfer. This went on for a while.
One evening I was telling Joe about this. He said how terrible, illegal, and immoral this was. He said with my knowledge of this I was a contributor of this crime and I have to report it. I did and the technician was fired and all tests she did were retested. Joe said there’s no telling how many lives were affected by her. How many children’s lives could have been different with education and the opportunity they were entitled to.
To Be Continued...
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