Sounding boards...
...are good to have. Also, should anything in my previous post be misconstrued as a dig against LPN, that is absolutely not the point of it. Had a good conversation with a friend yesterday evening who was there with me and got it that I'm burnt out and it wasn't anything about the event itself I was pissed about, it's the two people who didn't behave like adults that should be accountable for their own actions though my feedback on how to prevent such things from happening in the future still stands. That said, I'll have to see what my energy level is like in the future for any volunteer functions since work really is sucking the life out of me these days.
That said though, I did get to share the dirty little secret of what I did after I got screamed at while trying to sell raffle tickets. It was almost 9pm. The raffle tickets had to be in by 9:15pm for the final drawing of the evening and almost everyone who was going to buy raffle tickets that night had bought them. I put my chin up, grabbed those tickets at the ready and rather than doing what I really was fealing like (dropping the tickets and bank off and calling it a night) I headed downstairs on a mission to extract the last few drops out of the lemon that I could. I gave one guy the longest balls to boots strip he'd ever been sold in his life (spiraling the tickets around his leg a couple times all the way up) and talked an otherwise not interested title holder into letting me go around the world on a friend of mine she was chatting with. Maybe it's the economy. Maybe it's the rain. Sales were definitely a lot more tough this year as people continue to pinch their pennies. In that last 45 minutes though, I managed to extract a little over $30 from a crowd that was otherwise fairly saturated with tickets and not that interested in acquiring more.
So at least I just went out and continued to sell rather than handing back the raffle tickets and telling everyone to go stick it.
Then of course it's that time of year where a pending birthday usually kills whatever relationship I'm in. I don't see that happening this year but there's still enough time for things to go really sour if I let them. I'm definitely not looking to sabotage anything or part ways with Ryan and he doesn't give any indications that he's looking to move on...still, it's almost a tradition to be drunk, bitter and hateful by the time 4th of July rolls around. Perhaps this is the year that finally breaks pattern?