AUGUST 1 2010 1738 - JACKSONVILLE FL - Today was interesting to say the least. I went to church as usual, and with this being the first Sunday of the month, today was our Holy Communion Service. Today was also a day on which the Mass Choir Sang, but I withdrew and took my place in the congregation instead.
The Music Minister was not very happy to see me sitting in the congregation, but I told him that I would speak with him after church to explain what was going on. As it turns out I was not the only choir member in the congregation, as one of our best Altos - not the one who was the fuel for my decision - also sat out the service just as she'd done during our church anniversary. If that does not speak to an emotional imbalance in the Mass Choir, then I don't know what does.
I talked with the Minister of Music after service and I communicated my concern to him, you know, the back biting, and the under cover tension, the people who think they are the choir and no one else is. Basically a few crows are trying to keep the Cardinals from adding a little color to this dreary land. I told the Minister of Music that I'd felt that before and it is what caused me to pull away from the choir at that time as well. I also told him that it is causing me not to actively participate by offering suggestions that would otherwise help the entire choir better relate the music.
The Minister of Music respected my position, but did express his feelings about my value to the choir, which was clearly evident today and the Tenor Section could barely be heard, causing one of the female tenors (an Alto converted to a Tenor) to over compensate and thus throwing the song slightly off key. This was a church choir singing for the congregation, so I am certain that not many in the congregation was able to tell when the Tenor went flat, but I sure heard it. Now, we cannot fault the Female Tenor, for she was doing her best to save the part, but the honest bottom line is when I am in the stands, she - the Female Tenor - is able to sing more naturally because my booming voice pretty much carries the Tenor Section, and that is something that the Minister of Music - in not so many words - conveyed to me today.
Listen, I do enjoy singing, and I truly love singing as a member of the choir; however, and as I have said before, I Don't Want To Be Where I Am Needed, I Need To Be Where I Am Wanted. If I wanted to deal with Back Stabbers, I would have joined the O'Jays. At this point there is a hand full of people in the choir who feel they can run others down. In many cases they may not do it verbally, goodness knows before he conversation I had with the Alto last week nobody so much as said anything directly to me, but I can read body language, and goodness knows there is a lot of body language when I offer any suggestion in the Mass Choir. That is why I feel it best to just do my thing with the Male Chorus. Guys are generally straight with guys, women on the other hand tend to be a little more underhanded in their activities.
Well enough of that. I arrived home, apartment still hotter than an oven on broil, and I am unable to activate the AC for fear that an electrical short may spark a fire. I've told the leasing office no less than 4 times, and I even emailed the corporate office. Heck, when I paid my rent online today I communicated to the corporate office again that I am not satisfied. I am trying to keep the kid gloves on, but to be honest, they are compelling me to break out the big guns. Trouble is, when I take this next step, my apartments leasing agency is going to do everything in their power to evict me. You know, I am really no stranger to being a sacrificial lamb if it means that the person taking this apartment after me will not have to be subject to the same bullshit that I am being subjected to at this moment. I mean honestly, how many times do I have to tell these retards to change out a circuit breaker? If I hired my own electrician and sent the bill to the leasing company, they would not be very happy with me; however, the summer is only getting hotter and I am suffering more and more every day. I hate to be an ass about it, but they really have my back against a wall, and I am left with no other option than to punch my way out.
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