granfire
Sr. Grandmaster
and no, the kids are only back drop.....
As I have to get up early in the morning for a really long day, I can't really use a lot of the alcohol...but I am enjoying my beer in a minute.....
What can I say, I skirted any kind of High School Drama while I was in school, many moons ago, but I am sure getting a heaping helping now.
Well, you might remember my rant about the evil coach, right? Well, no, he is not involved, but maybe he might not be as evil as he was made out to be...
K, for those who missed it:
Kid is 1st year marching.
Band is good, but broke.
So, we do what we can to help the Booster club raise funds.
And here is where the excrement meets the fan.
The concession stand does not sell iced tea....heaven knows why, since it is the national beverage of the south. Last Thursday was a bit chilli so the projected trial run for teas was canceled...Game night was warm...tea would have sold.
It was homecoming, so they thought of a special burger. it was not bad...but a cluster**** to make. Not to mention that for each special burger one bun went in the trash...buns we lacked later on
We donated meat to make little skewers....they sold well.
Now here is the debrief of that game (as it blew up at today's away game):
Hubby and I are trying to dethrone the booster president and his wife - who happens to be the concession stand manager...don't ask, I have no idea...
We have a problem with authority (for not asking permission from them to donate the meat)
And crap, something else, I forgot.
When another mother brought up the idea of making calendars, he blocked the idea...
he micro manages every step, along with his wife.
I took a lot of pictures, now he is hopping around taking pictures (hey it is a free country...)
Oh, biggest kicker...we ran out of food even before the half time crowd. 3rd quarter when the band kids came I had to tell a bunch of them that neither 1st, 2nd or 3rd choice was left. Send them off with a 2$ slice of cold pizza....booster pres said we didn't have to turn people away, basically calling me a liar.
They got into the argument tonight during the game...I am proud of my man: Booster Pres is still in pone piece, living and breathing...he certainly didn't leave anything untried to complain...
So ins short:
He wants to look good, can't accept any ideas not coming from him and is deathly afraid that he will lose his position as booster president...
all while not doing his job really well, alienating volunteers.
Oh, he got upset because my husband talked to the Principal of our school...no, really dude?!
Our goal was to make as much money as possible for our band: They have been invited - on a regular basis - to go to places like the Rosebowl Parade or Disney land....
Oh well, we find a different way to support the band, we will enjoy the game from the home stands and buy our next stadium meal from <GASPETH> the football concession stand.
:drinkbeer:drinkbeer:drinkbeer
band booster participation is the leading cause of alcoholism.
(hell, I might have enough pictures the make the calendar myself....)
Thanks for reading my rantish vent/ventish rant.
I am so mad I can't see straight.
As I have to get up early in the morning for a really long day, I can't really use a lot of the alcohol...but I am enjoying my beer in a minute.....
What can I say, I skirted any kind of High School Drama while I was in school, many moons ago, but I am sure getting a heaping helping now.
Well, you might remember my rant about the evil coach, right? Well, no, he is not involved, but maybe he might not be as evil as he was made out to be...
K, for those who missed it:
Kid is 1st year marching.
Band is good, but broke.
So, we do what we can to help the Booster club raise funds.
And here is where the excrement meets the fan.
The concession stand does not sell iced tea....heaven knows why, since it is the national beverage of the south. Last Thursday was a bit chilli so the projected trial run for teas was canceled...Game night was warm...tea would have sold.
It was homecoming, so they thought of a special burger. it was not bad...but a cluster**** to make. Not to mention that for each special burger one bun went in the trash...buns we lacked later on
We donated meat to make little skewers....they sold well.
Now here is the debrief of that game (as it blew up at today's away game):
Hubby and I are trying to dethrone the booster president and his wife - who happens to be the concession stand manager...don't ask, I have no idea...
We have a problem with authority (for not asking permission from them to donate the meat)
And crap, something else, I forgot.
When another mother brought up the idea of making calendars, he blocked the idea...
he micro manages every step, along with his wife.
I took a lot of pictures, now he is hopping around taking pictures (hey it is a free country...)
Oh, biggest kicker...we ran out of food even before the half time crowd. 3rd quarter when the band kids came I had to tell a bunch of them that neither 1st, 2nd or 3rd choice was left. Send them off with a 2$ slice of cold pizza....booster pres said we didn't have to turn people away, basically calling me a liar.
They got into the argument tonight during the game...I am proud of my man: Booster Pres is still in pone piece, living and breathing...he certainly didn't leave anything untried to complain...
So ins short:
He wants to look good, can't accept any ideas not coming from him and is deathly afraid that he will lose his position as booster president...
all while not doing his job really well, alienating volunteers.
Oh, he got upset because my husband talked to the Principal of our school...no, really dude?!
Our goal was to make as much money as possible for our band: They have been invited - on a regular basis - to go to places like the Rosebowl Parade or Disney land....
Oh well, we find a different way to support the band, we will enjoy the game from the home stands and buy our next stadium meal from <GASPETH> the football concession stand.
:drinkbeer:drinkbeer:drinkbeer
band booster participation is the leading cause of alcoholism.
(hell, I might have enough pictures the make the calendar myself....)
Thanks for reading my rantish vent/ventish rant.
I am so mad I can't see straight.