Mixed Reactions
A few stories from last night's mixer...
It's my job to sit at the check-in table and, um, check people in. I have their name tags. I sell their 50/50 tickets. I have the basket where they drop their business cards for the door prize drawings. I have a board member with me, and she sells the drink tickets for water, soda, beer and wine. The host company serves some type of food in the main area. I, however, am not particularly in the main area.
At this mixer, I was so far from the main area, I couldn't even see people. When the dust settled at our check-in post, Cool Board Member gathered herself to head over to the other room. While she did that, I mused, I wonder if my free beverage option includes wine? Now, it's Cool Board Member who brings me a plate of whatever the host has provided, so she said, Oh, I'll bring you some wine. What would you like?
Well, my plate of food ended up being a strawberry, a pineapple chunk, a cheese cube, and an inch thick slice of turkey wrap. What with my lunch having been at 11:30 and only half eaten... well, let's just say I felt a bit unsteady the rest of the evening. Good wine, though!
After the mixer, I stopped at Wendy's for some real food. It was two hours post-wine, and I was still foggy.
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HeadGuy was drawing business cards for the door prizes. The head of the business supplied several of his health related products for these prizes. The last of them was a canister of dried cranberries. These were special cranberries. They were infused with Omega 3 and orange juice.
As HeadGuy pulled the winning card out of the basket, I had a hunch my dad would win this one.
He did.
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Toward the end of the evening, after BossLady decided I needed to move into the main room, one of our members purchased tickets for a glass of wine. The bartender for the evening was none other than Snark Man, so of course he gave her a hard time. He was withholding wine. I rolled my eyes. He kept teasing her. Finally, I told him, Oh come on. She's a teacher. If anyone here deserves a glass of wine... At last, he relented.
It's my job to sit at the check-in table and, um, check people in. I have their name tags. I sell their 50/50 tickets. I have the basket where they drop their business cards for the door prize drawings. I have a board member with me, and she sells the drink tickets for water, soda, beer and wine. The host company serves some type of food in the main area. I, however, am not particularly in the main area.
At this mixer, I was so far from the main area, I couldn't even see people. When the dust settled at our check-in post, Cool Board Member gathered herself to head over to the other room. While she did that, I mused, I wonder if my free beverage option includes wine? Now, it's Cool Board Member who brings me a plate of whatever the host has provided, so she said, Oh, I'll bring you some wine. What would you like?
Well, my plate of food ended up being a strawberry, a pineapple chunk, a cheese cube, and an inch thick slice of turkey wrap. What with my lunch having been at 11:30 and only half eaten... well, let's just say I felt a bit unsteady the rest of the evening. Good wine, though!
After the mixer, I stopped at Wendy's for some real food. It was two hours post-wine, and I was still foggy.
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HeadGuy was drawing business cards for the door prizes. The head of the business supplied several of his health related products for these prizes. The last of them was a canister of dried cranberries. These were special cranberries. They were infused with Omega 3 and orange juice.
As HeadGuy pulled the winning card out of the basket, I had a hunch my dad would win this one.
He did.
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Toward the end of the evening, after BossLady decided I needed to move into the main room, one of our members purchased tickets for a glass of wine. The bartender for the evening was none other than Snark Man, so of course he gave her a hard time. He was withholding wine. I rolled my eyes. He kept teasing her. Finally, I told him, Oh come on. She's a teacher. If anyone here deserves a glass of wine... At last, he relented.
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posted by The Other Gatekeeper at
2:20 PM
1 Comments:
hey those cranberries sound delish...so if you can covertly steal them....I would eat them
hee hee
-- nathan
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