Sometime between my childhood and present day, the definition of fund raising seems to have changed. When I was raising money for a school trip we washed cars, sold chocolate, held a spaghetti dinner...you know, put forth some sort of effort before expecting random strangers to send us on a free ski vacation. Now, three high school girls wearing Uggs, North Face jackets and $200 jeans block the entrance to my favorite bagel shop while texting on their iPhones and wordlessly holding out tin cans.
If, by some bizarre circumstance, I someday allow you to participate in such nonsense, it might help your cause if you hold the door for hugely pregnant women trying to ease their toddlers through said entry. Just saying.
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Good grief. And that's all I have to say about that...
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