Friday, January 29, 2010

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...

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!


Sandra Cox said...

You know I've yet to see the last charmed.

Don't you hate that feeling if you don't do the volunteer work no one else will?

Molly Daniels said...

I get it from my mother. Shortly after taking the job, I realized I'd turned into my mom, lol:)

People who skip out on clean-up detail drive me nuts. Why should a handful of people always end up doing it?

Anonymous said...

Survival group against God?? LOL. Good luck with that. Truth is, no one knows the exact time this will happen except the man upstairs, however, I firmly believe that there are people placed here by God that post the warning signs and it's up to you to take heed.
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