One interesting experience I had while living there was.....I was in the middle of doing laundry one day. I lived on the 3rd floor and the laundry was in the basement. I had run out of change for the next washer load. My coin purse was empty. It was laying on my bed. Next door was a gas station where I usually went to get change if I ran out. I was standing in the middle of the room, looking out the window. I thought, I don't want to have to go there to get change. I picked up my coin purse and opened it up and there was the exact change to do the rest of my wash. Hmmm....maybe I just thought my purse was empty and it really wasn't....hmmm. I went down and put the wash in and used up the change in my coin purse and went back upstairs. I waited the time for the wash to complete. Again my coin purse was on my bed where I had tossed it when I came back to the apartment. I was standing in the same spot as before, looking out the window at the gas station. I was still wondering about this money that seemed to just show up. I had the same thought - I didn't want to have to go to the gas station to get change. I looked at the coin purse, picked it up, opened it up and there was the change for the dryer. I got so excited, I ran down the hall and knocked on the Reg's door....(quite a few staff members lived on the same floor I did)...When he opened the door, I excitedly told him what had happened. I thought he would be excited too - maybe I could get more money to pay for services. Instead, he got furious with me and blasted me with "You're out ethics!!!" :shock: I suddenly felt guilty, caved in and went back to my room. That was painful. I never did understand why he attacked me like that. I never had any more fun experiences like that with money appearing out of nowhere, unfortunately.
Okay, here we go again.
I had a friend from Mexico who would come and spend the weekends at my apartment while she was on course at the Org. My parents took us out to dinner while they were visiting. It was a nice evening.
I have been reading your bedtime stories with pleasure...I remember spending the weekends with you in SanDiego those were fun days...you were/are an awesome cook and you always looked so beautiful. As far as I am concerned you were one of the prettiest girls in the Org
I still have those pictures we took when we went to visit your parents in LA and they lived in a beautiful house by the lake and took us all boating in a fancy little boat.
I have nothing but good memories about the people from the San Diego Org, I used to come from Tijuana to San Diego to do courses...it was a long trip because I did not have a car and I had to take a bus from my house to downtown, from downtown to the border, then cross the border, take another bus from San Ysidro to downtown San Diego and then to the Org...LOL!
A lot of us students would get together and after course we all go disco dancing on saturday nights, remember? we also had the most memorable Halloween parties. It was all knew to me being from Mexico
I am sorry about what happened to you, but your stories brought sweet memories to me...those were the best times of my life..
Thank you for telling your story.
Well yeah. For some people, some of the time. Clearly enough worked for you to keep you hangin' in there long past the expiration date.
Sadly, Scientology organizations seem to work less well and they seem to get worse over time rather than better.
If you'd been at CC a year or two earlier, we might have met.
I knew and worked with and for Yvonne (before she married Heber); would have been kinda cool to see if the woman you met remembered me. I wonder what might have happened with her.
Thanks again, FoTi; your story makes me glad I slipped away before things got intense.
Sorry I wasn't clear: the 'woman' I referred to was the 'current lifetime' Yvonne you mentioned speaking with.
Perhaps I should also make clear that I really, really like to hear stories re. Scientologists (or others, really) recovering their memory of a previous life-time in Scientology.
Also, given the general shared belief in previous lives among scientologists, particularly staff, it pisses me off to hear of those who should know better immediately being dismissive of her claim. (Flunk!)
Thank you so much FoTi for telling us some of your story, this lowly SP Wog has really enjoyed reading it (you have great style, don't stop writing eh!), and I am so glad that you have escaped the CoS treadmill, and seem to be well on the road to a fullfilling life, again, thanks. Reading people's stories over the last few years has given me a much greater insight into many aspects of the workings of of CoS and its adherents, and I find a deep, sad sort of empathy within me for those who have endured such outrageous fuckery at the hands of what I deem a souless corporation, created by a souless psychic vampire.
Several times I have seen it mentioned that merely reading about what has gone on/goes on, cannot be properly understood by those of us who have never been 'in', I do not agree with this as I have been there vicariously through the eyes of those who have, and it has been a powerful and enlightening experience and I will always carry it.
Sorry if I got carried away there.
Cheers and and
What really bugged me was when I mentioned her name, the course sup kind of rolled her eyes and had the attitude that she was a nut case - she was making fun of her. I immediately thought. This place (AOLA) is unsafe if the course sup - who was OT III, is willing to do something like that. I got the idea the staff was gossiping about her and were just tolerating her while invalidating the crap out of her behind her back.