Today was the annual Street Fair at Campbell University. Ashley Shanlever was in charge of this event, and I helped her to plan and carry it out. We work together wonderfully as a team. This year we decided to move the time to 4 to 8p.m. We had over 100 tables filled with vendors, businesses, clubs, and local groups. It was awesome. We mailed out letters in early June inviting people to participate giving them a deadline of July 11 to register. This was so that we could receive a permit from the Fire Marshall for our event. We have to map everything out by number of tables, chairs, and electrical outlets.
By July 11, we had received many forms for groups wanting to participate. However, they continued to come in after the date. We continued to take them until we ran out of tables. We then began to allow groups to sign up to participate if they brought their own table. This didn't seem to be a problem.
However, people amaze me. I was sitting at the registration table when a local youth minister approached the table. She said, "I don't think that I registered." Knowing who she is, I said, "no, you didn't." She said, "Well what do I do?" I replied kindly, "You may secure one of the extra tables here behind me and set it up at the end of the walkway." She made a face and began to grumble. She said, "I can't be under a tree?" I said, "no, you didn't submit a form to participate today." Then she said, "well can't I find an empty table and set up?" I said, "no. There are groups that reserved these tables by July 11 and they will be here soon. I cannot give you their tables." She continued to grumble and walked away. I watched her go and set up her table. About 1 hour later I was amazed to look down and see that she was not in her spot. As I began to walk down fellowship commons, I found her about half-way down. She had taken over a table that was reserved for someone else.
As a person who is seminary trained, one would think that she would reply on time to something she wants to participate in, as well as follow the rules. she did neither. I wanted to slap her... and ask her to move back, but I didn't. To top it all off, she left early. What a way to minister to students.
People continue to amaze me.
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