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M'kay, so...I'ma tell you about the time I volunteered at the Red Poppy Festival =D
Well, I've known about it for a while. At the beginning of the year, we had a NHS (don't ask about the J....) meeting. We were suggesting places to volunteer and that popped up. (lol...poppy) Eh-ehm.....
Well, I signed up on the Thursday before the Saturday of the event. I signed up for a shift from 12:00 to 2:30 at the Safe Place booth. I thought that I was gonna be painting faces. Well....nup, son....nup.
Anyways, I got there at 9:00 cause my brother had to be in a parade involving the ROTC. The parade started at 10:00 and lasted for about 45 minutes. It was pretty awesome. They had guys in lil' speedy, smelly cars that sounded like lawn mowers. They were in those awesome lil' hats monkeys wear when the guy's playing that little accordian box thingie. Y'know...they have a name, but I can't think of it.
Once the parade was over, we went to browse around till my shift began. I got to share a funnel cake with my mommie whee . I coulda gotten a turkey leg, but they were dripping in grease and costed 6 smackeroons (dollars stare )
I coulda sworn when they were cooking in the oven, the popping noise was sending subliminal messages containing the words, "heart-attack.......double-chin.......cottage cheese butt.....thunder theighs....."
About then, it was time for my shift. We headed on towards the Safe Place area. At the time, they had a band that sucked playing and I was right by it gonk . I talked to the lady running the lil volunteer ma'bob and she gave me a shirt to wear that said safe place on it. On the back it said "STAFF" in real big bold letters...which made me feel cool. cool
The lady said that I was gonna "fetch" the baseballs after people threw them at this lil target thing. The baseball place was this inflatable batting cage thing where you tried to throw the ball into the poorly drawn upmire's mit. If you succeeded in landing it on the mit (the whole back half of the place was two layers, the very back being the empty space and the front being the umpire.) it went through the umpire's mit into the very back, and was supposed to come back through the loose bottom. In several, if not most, occasions, it got stuck and I had to risk my life from those mentaly deluded toddlers to retrieve the second ball so they could throw it back again after all my....riskage >.>
I just didn't get how they couldn't understand that if I was in there and they had no baseball/aiming skills, that they would inflict a series of minor concussions, internal bleeding, and contusions.
Eventually, I took over the task of clocking their speeds with an infernal radar scanner. Sometimes, it read something else, obviously going very fast, and had speeds like 68-89 mph for some lil' kid's throw. Then he goes like, " Oh mi gosh mommy lewkie how fast I went!" And I was like, "Oh mi gosh lol, that was lyke, a car or sommin." And he's all like, "Awww...you're such a mean lady, stoopid pewpie-head." And I'm all like, "Owww....my self-esteem D;"
......*cough cough* anyways....
I did that for two hours and yo', lemmie tellz you....it gets old after the first 25 lil' annoying kids demanding more throws. Once, there was this girl, who kept cutting in line, and she was all up in everybody's grill, stealing the balls and such.
I kept telling that lil' ho girl that she had to wait in line and don't throw like a ho wait her turn. So instead, she jus' sat at the edge, grabbing all the balls that rolled her way and gave a half-@$$ed toss at me.....I dun' want it ya lil.......eh ehrm...sorry.
Well, it came time to leave so some other people took over my shift. I'm not sure if the Safe Place peeps wanted their lil' shirt back, but I jacked it anyway, cause if I was doing this for free, I'ma get a shirt yo'.
Oh and just a lil' random stuffs, I saw/heard a guy play a bag pipe! :O
Well, that was pretty much all I did ^_^.....
So, g'bye ho person! =D
 Gemini alchemist · Sun Apr 29, 2007 @ 01:54am · 5 Comments |
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