I need a good person meter maid

My biggest goal in life is to be a good person. It sound simple, but it’s sort of a struggle. I start off each day at zero on the good-person-meter and it’s usually a rollercoaster ride from there. Take today for example. My Good Person Points (GPP’s) have already gone up and down.

10:05: Go to a local middle school. Visit with my old teachers and set up a pen-pall program with students in a geography class for when I’m in The Core (they’re going to write me letters asking about life in Ukraine and I’ll write back with letters and pictures when I can for two years). +10 GPP’s

10:40: Swing by a bathroom at the school. As I’m washing my hands in the ridiculously low sink, a young man runs into the bathroom and sweats his way over to the mirror. I ask him if he’s ok and he yelps in pain, saying that there are weird bumps all over his tongue. I reply “no glove no love little man” before walking out. -10 GPP’s

11:15: I buy and bring my dad lunch for no real reason. He seems happy. +5 GPP’s

11:25: Seriously consider suggesting that the Peace Corps change the motto from “The Hardest Job You’ll Ever Love” to “I got soul but I’m not a soldier.” +2 GPP’s

11:27: Yell at my dog for eating all of my fries and then throwing them up on the couch. -2 GPP’s

1:35: Mail off my absentee ballot request. Nice people vote and good people make efforts to do so, I think. +3 GPP’s

1:37—4:10: Make a very long string of paper clips while watching ESPN. Do not teach anyone to read, study Ukrainian, cure disease or learn to juggle. Bad people are unproductive and lazy. -8 GPP’s

So, as you can see, I’m about even so far. Hopefully I can stay in the black and keep my head above water for the rest of the day. I should send some people some e-greeting cards, those are always nice.