In a marked contrast from last night, tonight is the night of a major fundraisers’ event. I’m sitting around in jacket-and-tie as the swells are having a lovely al fresco dinner. Needless to say, the head of our organization is here, along with two Vice Presidents. My day really begins when the caterers need to clean up and get out, when my role as keyholder comes into play.
Then it’s change into shorts and T-shirt and run around making sure that the i’s are dotted and the t’s are crossed... making sure the caterers know where the dumpsters are, then locking up the service entrance. Thankfully, the weather is perfect, so I won’t be running around in a quagmire in my best shoes.
It’s been a weekend of contrasts, a night with young Bronx working class heroes and an evening with well-heeled (some exceedingly so) philanthropists. It’s the blend of job experiences that makes the position interesting... well, that and being with all the critters once both poor and rich humans leave.