Posted: October 19, 2008 Filed under: Bed-Knob and Broomstick
At the end of the sales year, the company I work at throws a big banquet where the top sales representatives are acknowledged, and rewarded. I’m not really sure why people from the office are invited. It might be because they feel guilty having a big party and not inviting us, but regardless the reason, we were invited.
With the lure of free dinner, and the promise of door prizes, Roni and I showed up for what would become the longest evening ever. The setup looked quite nice, and as we entered, we got our ticket for the door prize raffle. The prizes included a range of items, from a camera to a plasma TV.
We were sitting close to where the food was being served, so our table naturally figured that we were going to be among the first to be served. However, we were not. In fact, I think that we were the last table to get our food for every course of the meal. It wasn’t because the servers were trained to go to the farthest table first, because there were tables that were even closer than we were who got their food first. It was like the servers just forgot about us until somebody thought, “I wonder why we have an entire table’s worth of extra food?”
Rotten luck, right? Well, Even at our table, I was consistently the last person to get my food. I kept telling myself (and everybody else) that I was just saving up my luck for winning one of the door prizes.
After dinner, the official End of the Year event started. Basically, this consisted of people going up the mic and saying “I just want to say a couple of things about (insert person’s name here).” And then they would talk for 20 minutes. In order to make sure that nobody left early, they didn’t hold the raffle for all of the door prizes at once. Instead, they spread it out over the course of the whole evening.
Around 10:30, Roni and I thought we were going to die. DIE. I am pretty sure the event was schedule to run until 9:30. The food (whic
h was actually quite good) had stopped coming out around 9:00. We were bored; we were hungry. The final speaker had given her “closing remarks” and was on her way back to her table, when another person stood up and said, “I would just like to say a few words more about (insert name of person that he ALREADY SPENT 20 MINUTES TALKING ABOUT).
All of the raffles had been drawn at this point, and Roni and I were about to make a break for the exit. We would have gone kicking and screaming if necessary. All of the raffles except for one. There was a 42 inch plasma TV that they had not raffled, and the slim hope that we might win it was all that kept us at our table.
Finally, the speaker stopped, and announced that it was time for the final raffle. They drew the number, and slowly read it. All the numbers matched! We won! We are now the proud owners of a $800 TV that we paid exactly nothing for! Needless to say, having to stay the whole time didn’t feel quite so bad after that :). We also got a $50 gift certificate to PF Chang’s and a free sweatshirt.
The moral of the story? I guess you could say it is just like that old man who lost his horse!