One would think ten consecutive years of perfect attendance would be worth something. Perhaps even the right to vote on future event dates? Wrong. In this Lord of the Flies world in which we’re living, this is simply not reality. Should you lay down a 10-year stretch of perfect attendance in today’s world, you’ll get nothing and like it. That’s just the way it goes.
Such disrespect would usually not be worth noting. When said disrespect coincides with computer crashes, blown deadlines, unhappy clients, garage sales, dog surgeries and block parties, all conventional wisdom goes flying off the proverbial colonic rock. When this happens, you dig down deep within your personal stock of constitutions for the proper reaction.
Common sense would tell you that, when met with this conundrum, you tuck your tail and cower in the corner of isolation. Your standard issue sissy would certainly not consider what I have considered. Your average dipshit would certainly not disregard what I have disregarded. Your ordinary mortal in my shoes would never utter these words….
“I’M IN.”