Several years ago, the youth group at a church I was attending at that time decided that it would be fun to volunteer at a local soup kitchen, named Gods Kitchen. I was looking forward to it. Unfortunately, the workers at Gods Kitchen mustve been insanely disorganized. They called once to tell us that the date we were going to be volunteering had been changed, as a different group was going to volunteer then. This happened about two more times. We decided to just skip it. If the staff at Gods Kitchen could afford to tell people that they already found somebody else, then they didnt really need us to volunteer after all.