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So, last week I had to attend a surprise meeting with someone in charge of a religious charity.
I've never let religious considerations enter my thinking when dealing with an issue at work before, but this one I just can't get around.
This woman was a real true believer, it seemed, in everything except in science--including modern medicine. All the religious charities that help the poor that I've been in contact with have only talked about helping the poor, never mentioning preaching to them or forcing any sort of religion on them. But this woman was adamant that while homeless or near-homeless people were receiving help, they would be preached at.
Furthermore, she actually mentioned wanting to open a lab (yes, a LABORATORY) to look in to "combining naturopathic and allopathic medicines." The reason? Her husband had cancer some thirty years ago, and after they sought real treatment and fairy-dust treatment it went into remission, and that convinced her that they had "both" worked. I had to try really hard to not mention that she had that statement only about half right.
Toward the end of the meeting, I realized what she had wanted to meet about. A number of charities want to talk to the organization I work for to get, basically, organizational help-- lending our name for legitimacy, the use of facilities or resources, volunteers, etc-- but this woman was really only interested in one thing-- money. I thought this was especially disturbing since she actually did not know we were in an economic downturn. I seriously had to explain to her the housing crisis. She looked at me like I had two heads when I was explaining this to her, even though she should have been able to tell we were in a downturn since, you know, she nominally helps poor people, and suddenly there are a lot more.
Anyway, I got out of there fast when she started inquiring into the funding source for a project that I've taken on, that I'm very proud of and protective of. When I was walking out the door, she gave the perfunctory "God bless you!", to which I gave a half-hearted "er, you too." She watched me walk away for a long time, as though at any moment I was going to turn around and hand her a check for a few hundred thousand dollars.
Now I get to deal with this in the office. I was hoping something like this wouldn't happen.
Does anyone have any advice?
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