I’m ranting on behalf of office workers around the world who get guilted into buying overpriced nonsensical things we don’t need so your child can make their school, team or girl scout quota.
I’m sure my story is just like most. I work in an office with a lot of people, and dread the moment when the catalog and sign up sheets gets handed to me along with the “story” of why, and who the fundraising money is going to. I do my best to try to avoid the awkward situation, but it always ends up biting me in the ass.
I don’t have kids, and if I did I’d never want to put my coworkers, or friends for that matter in an awkward situation by making them feel like they need to purchase something for my kids. So why do I have to endure this multiple times a year by parents and grandparents who feel the need to make their kids quota so they can be the top seller and receive a prize that you can get from the dollar store?
There are just so many things wrong with the whole thing and I’m fed up!
- I don’t eat candy, nor do I want to buy a box of chocolate that costs $1.99 at Target for $15.
- I can get a Little Caesars Hot and Ready Pizza for $5 dollars, so why are you trying to sell me a kit that now forces me to make something, and costs four times as much?
- WTF am I going to do with a refrigerated vat of cookie dough at the office. Am I supposed to run home to put it in the refrigeration so it doesn’t get warm and give me food poising when I try to make them?
- I don’t need any more kitchen utensils and I’m not sure why you’re selling a pizza wheel for $25.
- You can get candles EVERYWHERE!
- You’re making me hate the holidays with all the Santa, Halloween, Easter and Hanukkah knickknacks.
- Really….wrapping paper?
- You work with me every day, do I look like I scrapbook?
- I usually get fresh fruit from the grocery store, thanks.
- Raffle tickets again?
- I know you bought this box of candy bars at Costco and now you’re trying to sell me a Snickers for five bucks?
The best was the guy who scammed me into getting some candy for his kid’s baseball team. Look, I love sports, but it’s not my fault you’re paying $5000 dollars a year for your kids travel team. And it’s even more despicable when I put the $20 candy on my desk for my coworkers, because I don’t partake, and you eat almost the whole box.
Aren’t you supposed to be taking your kids around to sell the stuff themselves anyway?
I don’t think the offenders realize how many times each person gets hit with the dreaded fundraising sheet every year. I’m fed up and I’m not going to take it anymore.
I’m thinking starting my own fundraiser for all of my co-workers who pay and ask for nothing in return. When do we get our prize? Shouldn’t it be quid pro quo?
And don’t get me started on the Cub Scouts and Girl Scouts selling their popcorn and cookies outside the grocery stores and restaurants.
Will it ever end?