It has been a while since I could really find funny stuff, hence the break in the blog, but last week our school held a Wearable Arts Show which stretched across 3 nights and it was awesome!!! We painted the windows to black out our hall and had a rocking stage, with up lights and two spot lights and frankly, it was professional and incredibly good!
It was although, at times, a little fraught not only when the hugely successful restaurant next door to our school was miffed when all the parking was taken up with people attending our show. On the first night I went over to mollify them with promises (which I completely forgot to execute the next night!!) so when I arrived on night number two, I was forced to frantically try to get cars moved and make people feel some urgency, when in fact it is public parking........
The owner of the restaurant reported two large tables cancelling the previous night because there was no parking and they had had to walk through the rain. I felt remorse, I really wanted to make it right and when the owner told me our very own PM John Key was to be there, I felt the collective weight of TGS star struck swooning. We sent some cones over (which works incredibly well for us when we want kids to stay away from an area) and these were placed around the car parks out in front of the restaurant.
I was happy to let John Key have his dinner, but some of the staff found out he was to be there and I was guilted into going out and asking the man to present our Wearable Arts Awards, because I felt like I was letting the staff down when they had done the spade work of chatting up the security staff to find out what time he would be there and whether it was possible he would front.
One of the teachers staked out the carpark, so the message arrives ‘the Eagle has landed” from the one who was out in the carpark with her poor child, no doubt committing any number of child neglect offences by standing in the freezing cold, with her wee child inappropriately dressed for the weather. She was positioned to check the on in-coming headlights and she had watched the car move into the specially coned of John Key parking spot and sent the 'eagle' message.
I channeled my inner Usain Bolt and raced away from the show, out of the hall and across to the restaurant, with every joint forgetting to creak and grind. I arrived at the car in the carpark next to our school, puffing like someone who had been snorting anthrax just as the occupant stepped from the vehicle. I was ready with my pitch (after all he did just give us 22 Mil for a total rebuild of our school) I even held the door open
…………………………………… an expectant look in my eye
…………………………………..only to start my pitch on
…………………………. the woman who had just arrived to pick up her takeaways!!!!!
As it turned out, JK was going to be half an hour late (typical!!) so we collared Judith Collins, our local member and although I suspect she didn't have ANY desire to come over and present our awards, she did so graciously and even made a joke about how comfortable she was being John Key. Most appreciated!! (joke and stand in)
I cannot report anything about how the woman went with her takeaways, but I believe the restaurant now has to have staff open the car doors, because some sort of precedent seems to have been set.
It was although, at times, a little fraught not only when the hugely successful restaurant next door to our school was miffed when all the parking was taken up with people attending our show. On the first night I went over to mollify them with promises (which I completely forgot to execute the next night!!) so when I arrived on night number two, I was forced to frantically try to get cars moved and make people feel some urgency, when in fact it is public parking........
The owner of the restaurant reported two large tables cancelling the previous night because there was no parking and they had had to walk through the rain. I felt remorse, I really wanted to make it right and when the owner told me our very own PM John Key was to be there, I felt the collective weight of TGS star struck swooning. We sent some cones over (which works incredibly well for us when we want kids to stay away from an area) and these were placed around the car parks out in front of the restaurant.
I was happy to let John Key have his dinner, but some of the staff found out he was to be there and I was guilted into going out and asking the man to present our Wearable Arts Awards, because I felt like I was letting the staff down when they had done the spade work of chatting up the security staff to find out what time he would be there and whether it was possible he would front.
One of the teachers staked out the carpark, so the message arrives ‘the Eagle has landed” from the one who was out in the carpark with her poor child, no doubt committing any number of child neglect offences by standing in the freezing cold, with her wee child inappropriately dressed for the weather. She was positioned to check the on in-coming headlights and she had watched the car move into the specially coned of John Key parking spot and sent the 'eagle' message.
I channeled my inner Usain Bolt and raced away from the show, out of the hall and across to the restaurant, with every joint forgetting to creak and grind. I arrived at the car in the carpark next to our school, puffing like someone who had been snorting anthrax just as the occupant stepped from the vehicle. I was ready with my pitch (after all he did just give us 22 Mil for a total rebuild of our school) I even held the door open
…………………………………… an expectant look in my eye
…………………………………..only to start my pitch on
…………………………. the woman who had just arrived to pick up her takeaways!!!!!
As it turned out, JK was going to be half an hour late (typical!!) so we collared Judith Collins, our local member and although I suspect she didn't have ANY desire to come over and present our awards, she did so graciously and even made a joke about how comfortable she was being John Key. Most appreciated!! (joke and stand in)
I cannot report anything about how the woman went with her takeaways, but I believe the restaurant now has to have staff open the car doors, because some sort of precedent seems to have been set.
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