Valerie is a 42-year-old, single, Reformed Christian lady who lives in Baltimore. She doesn't remember a time
before she knew and loved Jesus, but she does remember accepting John Calvin into her heart in March of 2000.
Valerie is a member of Christ Reformed Evangelical Church in Annapolis.
Though her career aspiration is to be a housewife, Valerie has not yet found anyone suitable who wishes to hire
her for employment in that field (or, more properly, anyone suitable has not found her), so in the meantime she
earns her daily bread working in communications -- editing, writing, print design and website management.
A fellow I've worked with for seven and a half years is no longer here. He was given more chances to get his act together than the vast majority of employers would have given. Another colleague went to his home this weekend and banged on the door for 20 minutes. He went back to his car and waited a while, and the former co-worker eventually came out, looking like he hadn't showered in a week. Whatever addiction got hold of him was more powerful than the good thing he had working here. The same thing happened to another colleague just a few months ago.
On the one hand, I think we're all relieved that we won't have to put up with his lack of dependability anymore, but we're also grieved that it came to this. I've sat next to or across from this guy day after day for all this time, and it's hard not to have a chance even to say goodbye.
Posted by Valerie (Kyriosity) at 4:55 PM