This could just as easily be titled Why People are Avoiding Wendy These Days. For some bizarre reason, I have been pegged as someone not afraid to ask for money. No, I haven't been out panhandling (yet!), but I've been asked with more frequency to help out with fundraising. Some of you know I'm involved with this charity, and I help out there in any way I can. Which usually involves squeezing dollars out of donors, both individual and corporate. I also make calls for my daughters' school annual fund, along with some other worthy causes.
That's all been just lovely up until this fall--New Yorkers, despite all their faults, are a generous bunch, especially if a party is involved. But now everyone is cutting (slashing!) back. For good reason, I might add, what with all the job cuts and general crappiness in the economy. We're doing it, too.
However, things have been getting...testy...when I have to make an ask. Believe me when I say I'm softening the pitch, but still, I'm quickly becoming persona non grata. Soon people will be throwing tomatoes at me as I walk to pickup.
Ah well. At least my blogging friends will still like me. Right? Right? And I promise I won't ask you for anything.