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The youth service club that I help to run held their annual Easter Breakfast today.
It's a fundraiser for the kids, and has been a pretty good way to make money.
This was our 4th year, and as always, we had our usual odd sucky customers thrown into the mix.
We serve a breakfast of pancakes and sausage with beverages for $3. It runs from 8 am - Noon and each hour, we have an egg hunt with the Easter Bunny.
We had people coming in, expecting not to pay because they weren't eating breakfast and were only there for the hunt.
WTF??
Who did they think was going to pay for the eggs their kids found?
It wouldn't have been so bad if it was just one family, but there were others with the same idea.
I mean, really! What the hell??
I wouldn't have the nerve to bring in 3 kids to do an egg hunt at a fundraising breakfast event and expect to get in for free because I wasn't eating.
Then, we had the Mom whose kid puked all over the floor
She just said, "Sorry," and was all embarrassed, but she didn't even attempt to clean up her own child's vomit.
I have a really weak stomach. One of the kids from our group came running over and said, "Ree, some little kid threw up in the hallway."
I turned, and I almost threw up myself.
I ran and got paper towel to put over it, but I was gagging the whole time.
I said, "I can't clean this. I have a really weak stomach."
That's when the mother apologized and then she just left with her child.
I don't care how embarrassed a person is. If one's child throws up, clean it up yourself.
One of the kids in my group stepped in and offered to clean it up, bless her heart.
She earned major brownie points with me over that one.
When it came time to do the hunts, the other group advisor tried to make an announcement, but nobody would shut up long enough to listen, so we were all set to do the hunt and there were still about 15 kids sitting at the tables, because nobody had heard her tell them to come to the center of the room.
I went around and pointed it out to them. Then, it was like herding fucking cats as the parents brought their kids to the center of the floor, and none of them would shut up or hold still long enough fr us to get an accurate count of how many kids would be hunting.
We usually hide a set number of eggs divided over the 4 hunts, and depending on how many kids are searching, we like them to end up with at least 3 eggs.
In that case, we barely had enough eggs to cover all the children, so we had to make them wait while we hid some more.
Then, we opened the curtains to the hunt area, and all the kids and their parents came forward, but I looked, and there were still a group of 3 or 4 posing for pictures. I'm surprised they didn't whine that there were no eggs left for their kids.
I had one little guy come up to point out that another kid took 4 eggs.
Ummm...go tell his Mom, then. I'm not about to go and build bad relations with somebody and give our service club a bad name by taking their kid's eggs away because they're too stupid to teach him to behave properly and not be a greedy little monster.
Our club let us down to begin with, because we had only 4 kids show up to help. Our president never showed, and neither did the other 3 members.
The boys who were playing the part of the bunny did nothing but whine all morning about how hot the suit was, even though they had been warned and were told to bring shorts to wear under it.
The kid who played the part for the first half of the morning finished his job, then came and was whining that he wanted to go eat with his family who had come in by that point.
The other advisor told him we needed him to help, because we had lost the other pair of hands while the other boy went to play the role for the next half of the morning.
That left us with only 2 kids plus me. There were 2 adults in the kitchen and the other advisor was busy with the costume change.
Next thing I know, the kid's mother came over and asked if he could go eat with them as his uncle was visiting and it was a surprise.
I said, "I'm sorry, but while he was playing the Easter Bunny, these kids have been working triple time to cover all the jobs. We really need his help now."
That meant his family was ticked at us, and he pouted the rest of the day.
I'm sorry, but what part of volunteer and "we need all the help we can get" did this kid not understand?
Anyway, I was so glad to get home and relax.
I was doing everything at one point - taking tickets, making coffee, filling juice,
cleanup, serving when things got backed up and the kids couldn't keep up with the tables, all while supervising the kids to make sure their tables got served properly.
It really kind of sucks to deal with sucky customers all week and then have to put up with them at a charity fundraising event.
It's a fundraiser for the kids, and has been a pretty good way to make money.
This was our 4th year, and as always, we had our usual odd sucky customers thrown into the mix.
We serve a breakfast of pancakes and sausage with beverages for $3. It runs from 8 am - Noon and each hour, we have an egg hunt with the Easter Bunny.
We had people coming in, expecting not to pay because they weren't eating breakfast and were only there for the hunt.
WTF??Who did they think was going to pay for the eggs their kids found?
It wouldn't have been so bad if it was just one family, but there were others with the same idea.
I mean, really! What the hell??
I wouldn't have the nerve to bring in 3 kids to do an egg hunt at a fundraising breakfast event and expect to get in for free because I wasn't eating.
Then, we had the Mom whose kid puked all over the floor
She just said, "Sorry," and was all embarrassed, but she didn't even attempt to clean up her own child's vomit.
I have a really weak stomach. One of the kids from our group came running over and said, "Ree, some little kid threw up in the hallway."
I turned, and I almost threw up myself.
I ran and got paper towel to put over it, but I was gagging the whole time.I said, "I can't clean this. I have a really weak stomach."
That's when the mother apologized and then she just left with her child.
I don't care how embarrassed a person is. If one's child throws up, clean it up yourself.
One of the kids in my group stepped in and offered to clean it up, bless her heart.
She earned major brownie points with me over that one.
When it came time to do the hunts, the other group advisor tried to make an announcement, but nobody would shut up long enough to listen, so we were all set to do the hunt and there were still about 15 kids sitting at the tables, because nobody had heard her tell them to come to the center of the room.
I went around and pointed it out to them. Then, it was like herding fucking cats as the parents brought their kids to the center of the floor, and none of them would shut up or hold still long enough fr us to get an accurate count of how many kids would be hunting.
We usually hide a set number of eggs divided over the 4 hunts, and depending on how many kids are searching, we like them to end up with at least 3 eggs.
In that case, we barely had enough eggs to cover all the children, so we had to make them wait while we hid some more.
Then, we opened the curtains to the hunt area, and all the kids and their parents came forward, but I looked, and there were still a group of 3 or 4 posing for pictures. I'm surprised they didn't whine that there were no eggs left for their kids.
I had one little guy come up to point out that another kid took 4 eggs.
Ummm...go tell his Mom, then. I'm not about to go and build bad relations with somebody and give our service club a bad name by taking their kid's eggs away because they're too stupid to teach him to behave properly and not be a greedy little monster.
Our club let us down to begin with, because we had only 4 kids show up to help. Our president never showed, and neither did the other 3 members.
The boys who were playing the part of the bunny did nothing but whine all morning about how hot the suit was, even though they had been warned and were told to bring shorts to wear under it.
The kid who played the part for the first half of the morning finished his job, then came and was whining that he wanted to go eat with his family who had come in by that point.
The other advisor told him we needed him to help, because we had lost the other pair of hands while the other boy went to play the role for the next half of the morning.
That left us with only 2 kids plus me. There were 2 adults in the kitchen and the other advisor was busy with the costume change.
Next thing I know, the kid's mother came over and asked if he could go eat with them as his uncle was visiting and it was a surprise.
I said, "I'm sorry, but while he was playing the Easter Bunny, these kids have been working triple time to cover all the jobs. We really need his help now."
That meant his family was ticked at us, and he pouted the rest of the day.
I'm sorry, but what part of volunteer and "we need all the help we can get" did this kid not understand?
Anyway, I was so glad to get home and relax.
I was doing everything at one point - taking tickets, making coffee, filling juice,
cleanup, serving when things got backed up and the kids couldn't keep up with the tables, all while supervising the kids to make sure their tables got served properly.
It really kind of sucks to deal with sucky customers all week and then have to put up with them at a charity fundraising event.
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