For those who don’t know, I was caught smoking marijuana in October (no, I’m not the football player). In Arizona, thanks to a 2002 law, smoking or being under the influence of marijuana is equivalent to possession of marijuana. Also, in Arizona, smoking marijuana is a criminal offense subject to criminal penalties.
Thankfully, because Tucson is a university community, the city and university each have programs, called Diversion, for first-time alcohol/drug offenders to avoid criminal penalties through a series of things including alcohol/drug classes, etc. My Diversion program includes, among other things, 15 hours of community service at any non-profit organization in the Tucson area. Great. Fine.
The Dean gave me a list of non-profit organizations in the area, and I called every single one on campus. (Off-campus is not an option for me: I don’t have a car and I can’t afford the bus.) Every single fucking one. Didn’t reach anyone. Not one ever called back, except the science center/planetarium on campus. So I call them back. Again, and again, and again. Never reached anyone. Got a few messages in return every once in a while. Finally, I go down to the science center and fill out a form describing in detail what I can do and when I can do it. The nice lady at the desk tells me she’ll give it to the Volunteering lady I’ve been playing phone tag with. Great. Fine.
Weeks go by. I call. I call. I call again. Never reach anyone. Nobody’s called me about volunteering opportunities. Finally, today, I reach the Volunteering lady, and tell her that I need 12 hours of community service (I’ve done 3) by the 18th of this month.
What does she say?
“I can’t do anything for you on such short notice.”
Such short fucking notice? I’VE BEEN CALLING YOU FOR TWO MONTHS. TWO FUCKING MONTHS.
On top of that, I can’t find any research for the 5-page paper I have to write for the Diversion program, which I also need to finish by the 18th.
Looks like I’m going to jail. Hooray!