Moo Times Two
We are now at Event Minus Four and precisely four of the twenty-six have had the courtesy to reply. Fortunately they are all coming and bringing cheese and brownies, even. But what the heck is wrong with the other twenty-two? Have they never planned a gathering and needed to know how many chairs to set out? The propensity to ignore a r.s.v.p. is widespread. And today I'm really, I mean really, feeling it. Moo!
A piece of mail from the Development Office. They thought I might want to follow the school on Facebook (no, thank you) or Linked In (don't even use it). They thought I might want to come and visit (again, no).
And they thought I might want to contribute to the Annual Fund or perhaps leave a Legacy Gift in my will. How very, very crass; how unspeakably insensitive.