I got home the other day to find a flyer in my door for a bottle drive. Not unusual; the boy scouts come around a couple of times a year to raise money for their summer camp. And the mail carrier collects food for the local pantry a couple of times a year, also.
But this solicitation gave me pause, because it was for an individual. A local high school student who wants to go to a one-month art-school program and is raising money for expenses. She wanted everybody to leave cans at the end of their driveways on a certain date so she could take them and cash them in.
I ... don't know. I mean, if it was a fundraiser for a local kid who had cancer or something, OF COURSE. But a high school junior who wants to attend a special art-school program? Raising money door-to-door? Without, like, selling candy bars or something? Just, "Give me your cans! Because!"
Call me a curmudgeon, but it just seems wrong. For one thing, I live in a well-off school district. It's not like it's some kid from the projects or something. Maybe little princess should ask daddy to sell some stocks or something instead. Or go get a damn job at McDonald's. Yeah, how about you work for the money, honey? And second, this feels vaguely like the firemen with their damn BOOTS at the INTERSECTIONS, which I also despise. DO NOT SHOVE YOUR BOOT IN MY CAR WINDOW, FIREMAN. I WILL CUT YOU.
Holy crap, it sure is Monday, isn't it? Get off my lawn.
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The art school kid has jumped the shark. If she had cancer or some other dreadful disease, she'd be there in a snap.
Aren't we all being just a little snarky lately? Hm?
The last few times I've been to the local Target, I've noticed a group of people hanging out near the Oil Change place - with hoses and buckets and calling out "car wash"
Now - I'm all for kids working their asses off washing cars to raise money for stuff - but the first group of kids was a handful of teenagers - *barely* still in high school - and no signs, nothing to indicate what they're raising money for.
But the last couple times, it's been middle aged men - the same Mexican dudes who normally stand outside Home Depot looking for day labor work - and...no, just no.
Becs, yeah, snark level is definitely high. Around here, anyway. :)
and spiffi, hmmm, I don't think I'd want some middle-aged dude washing my car for beer money. That's just creepy.
I don't know - my first "real" job was as a cashier at a grocery store. Hi-Way Fruit Market, represent! And before I was old enough to *legally* work, I babysat. I earned my money the old-fashioned way, dammit! And I walked uphill in the snow both ways to school.
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