The Little Red Hen Syndrome

I have one of those jobs that would not interest you in the least, at least I am PRETTY sure that is the case. So I obtained ten tickets to this very exclusive event, a celebration of my occupation, thinking there MIGHT be a chance my family members would come. Reality set in, and so I offered them to my fellow church members. Not one person even ACTED interested. I gave away all but two of the tickets to a fellow employee, and hesitantly offered the last two to my mom who agreed to come.

Suddenly, the night of the event, people wanted to know about this event where David McCullough was speaking, and would it be broadcast on TV? No, this is the live event for which I offered free tickets. Sigh. Not I, said the cat... My mom, very glad she'd consented to come: "Well, why didn't you TELL me David McCullough was speaking?"