Tonight is the sports banquet for the high school fencing team where I was coaching.
I expect to be carried in on the shoulders of the students, laid on a chaise lounge and fed grapes for turning their saber squad into the medal winning squad of the team and bringing home 50+% of all the individual and team awards . . .
Oh wait, I actually expect to pay $10 at the door for all the crappy pizza that I can eat (
I am lactose intolerant so that is not a lot), listen to some boring talks, deal with parents and then drive home in a
(predicated) snow storm that should be starting to get heavy about the time I arrive there and should make the roads pretty ugly by the time I leave.
Actually it should be OK. I'm not a big fan of going to these things. I skipped most of the Marian Catholic awards nights. This is the first time for the HF award night, but I actually have some expensive scoring equipment that I'll be selling to another coach from another school, he is also coming tonight.
Our club is upgrading to fancier/more functional scoring equipment so we are selling off our older/basic equipment. So he and I will meet and do our transaction, and eat crappy pizza together. I do know some of the parents, and the parents I know are all very nice people. So it should be a tolerable night, but I wouldn't expect to leave there and say "I had fun" at the event. It is just not the type of event that I enjoy.
Oh, and it looks like rifle #2 has just sold to another guy in my shooting group. Actual transaction will take place this weekend, but we agreed on the sale.