Flashback Friday: Life In A Small Town

Currently Reading: Finished A Courtesan's Scandal last night. WOW! Definitely a Recommended Read! Loved the characters, the storyline, etc! Now I can hardly wait to read the rest of the Scandal series:)

Why does the final episode of Charmed always make me cry? It never fails; when Piper and Leo begin to go up the stairs, my eyes well up with tears. And I've seen the damn thing at least five times now...


2000:
Again, I have to preface this by giving a little history. My son had begun to play Pee-Wee Baseball in 1998 and the following summer, I had reluctantly agreed to be his team's Concession Representative; in other words, I would open the stand before all of our home games AND schedule workers. Not a problem.

Toward the end of the season, the concession manager informed us she was looking for a replacement. I had no interest.

And then came the awards banquet. A friend had just discovered she was pregnant with twins, and I was happily minding my own business and chatting with her quietly during the election of new officers. The League president mentioned needing a new Concession Manager. All of a sudden, one of my friends frantically waved her hand and nominated Me!

All eyes turned in my direction; I shook my head 'no' emphatically. No one else volunteered or nominated anyone else. A flurry of activity gathered around our table as women slid over to beg me to take the job. The President even brought it up again, and joked I wouldn't even look at him. The outgoing Manager even came over and finally I broke down and asked what the duties were. After the meeting had broken up, and my husband and I were helping clean up, the President approached me again. By this time, I had many women offering to help out, so I sighed and agreed to the job.

"Now you know why I hate small towns; you do a good job and suddenly everyone wants you to take over!"

Fast-forward to January 2000. I received a phone call that the monthly board meetings would begin to take place. I attended my first one, scared to death. I only really knew the Vice-President, because our sons had been on the same team. I simply kept my mouth shut until the Treasurer showed me his accounting methods and gave me a copy of the program he used. It looked pretty straightforward, so I wasn't too worried. After I returned home, my brain 'unfroze' and I began a list of questions to ask at the next meeting. I'd received praise from the moms whom I'd scheduled the previous season, and had waitress experience in both a country club and tiny bar and grille, as well as observing other concession stands, so I had a pretty good idea of what to expect. But still, I had only been in the community for two years, and was concerned about stepping on toes. I wanted to make sure the transition was a smooth one.

We were also thrilled the doomsday predictions of Jan 1, 2000 didn't happen!