Snack Wreck
I went to the strangest charity party last week. The venue was weird (a bank), the charity was weirdly targeted, the various associated partnerships (a cola, a magazine, a liquor store) were a weird combination. It was as if the organizers had put all the elements (cause, event, venue) into a big barrel and drawn them out, like a game of Clue. Professor Plum in the Conservatory with a knife. Dinner for free musical instruments for kids in a fabulous home. Coffee in a hotel lobby for kids in need. Food drive for community pantry in a school gymnasium. Wine in a bank to raise money for disadvantaged children’s camps.
- Even the guest list was unfathomable. I don’t attend a lot of charitable events, but I do see the same faces at many of them. So it’s probably a good thing that there was a new crowd there.
Except it didn’t look like a crowd that was breaking out the check books. It wasn’t a hail-fellow-well-met crowd. It wasn’t the frosted-hair-and-fake-nails set. It wasn’t the earnest, well-heeled matrons. Instead, there were modestly dressed seniors sporting windbreakers and big inexpensive handbags, rushing the buffet and complaining about the food. And a few youngish people in branded sports gear.
- There was just a token buffet. Snacks, really, plus lots of flowers. It was gone in a flash.
And then, just like that, the party was over. I just had to tell someone, so thanks for listening.
What a priceless photo! I can’t tell you how many events I’ve been to as media, and that display is all I see! (Although I’ve even been places where the grapes and those crackers would be gone as well!)
sigh. i seem to have been banned from bytes. it won’t take my posts in IE or Firefox.
Good thing they didn’t spend all their $$ on the food!!
Yep, good thing they didn’t splurge on snacks in this day and age when getting press for your event is a challenge.