gimme

last week marked the glorious, annual event - otherwise known as apd.
Those who are native to Central PA, know APD well. Cows and tractors are plentiful, fried food galore, and with that comes a sparse, sparse selection of brain cells.

needless to say, it takes a certain level of patience to work a technology booth at APD.

i've worked my share of these events and what always amazes me the most, is what i like to call "gimme syndrome". people who frequent these events pace and scavenge - looking for anything and everything that they can get - for free of course. above and beyond what they need. and often times pushing the boundaries of what is theirs for the taking.

for instance, can anyone tell me why one man would need a handful of "agmap" balloons? and ps they are not blown up. how about pens? how many pens can one woman possibly use?

they came. they took. i saw two ladies filling their purses with candy from our tables. at a previous event, we had a woman steel all sorts of things from our booths including the bowls holding the candy!

they even came as we were tearing down the booth.

hello - can you not tell that we're hot, tired, sweaty and oh yea - the event is OVER?!

for some reason, the gimme syndrome sickens me. like sloth in 7 deadly sins, it seems to go hand in hand with people's or perhaps american's constant pursuit of excess - regardless of impact.

it was a long and exhausting week but somehow we all made it through in one piece without telling anyone off - and perhaps even smiling at times.

next up - the FARM SHOW. i'm gonna start mentally preparing now.