*whimper*

[rivka]

I just got a message on my voicemail from Bill Meyer, the head Dean guy in Baltimore. Dean's going to be in town Monday for a $250-a-plate fundraiser, and they need some extra people to help out with the event. It would mean getting to attend the luncheon for free and probably getting to meet Governor Dean. Because I've done so much to help out with the Meetups, I'm at the top of his list - do I want to go?

Monday.

The one day out of all the year that I have to haul my ass 50 miles out of town for a mandatory all-day work retreat.

I had tears of envy in my eyes when I called him back to decline.

Comments

[therealjae.livejournal.com]

Wow. You sure have gotten a lot of invitations for Monday, haven't you? But yeah, I think this beats meeting me at a Crooked Fingers concert. Maybe only just, but yeah. :-)

Stupid work retreat! I say call in sick.

-J

[rivka.livejournal.com]

But yeah, I think this beats meeting me at a Crooked Fingers concert. Maybe only just, but yeah. :-)

Howard Dean's nowhere near as sexy as you. But then, I know I'm going to have a lot more chances to meet you. Sigh.

Stupid work retreat! I say call in sick.

I thought about it. And then I removed the temptation by calling Bill and telling him to go on to the next name on his list. Argh.

[rmjwell.livejournal.com]

Dumb question: did you explain to him why you had to decline?

[rivka.livejournal.com]

Yes, with much bewailing. He knows it's not just that I wasn't interested.