So we had our own room, but found out our new friends (and old ones) were going to sleep in a car in a parking garage because they were not able to get hotel space (or cash). Me and the others, when we found out, offered crash space to our old and new buddies (all 4 of them). When our group member who was only there for the Red Sox vs Yankees game found out they would have to share their floor space (actualy, that was the problem, they found it very rude when the guests moved their bags to allow room for laying on the floor. Haha.... sad.
Well I didn't make an issue of it, but I thought that this was the height of rudeness. Our friend at the games isn't even paying for their own trip (paying part of it, in installments, over time, no cash up front). They had no problem paying at least 50$ for EXTRA food and drink for the room (none allowed at the game). We each got 20$ of food together, that was 100$ in food/drink, which was more then enough. We ended up giving away most of it anyways, lol. Something I found good, something everyone else was angry about (angry again? It was only that time of the month for one person, and they were not an angry person that trip). Well, okay, you won't tolerate people you don't know very well in your room, I didn't make a deal of it. It was stupid, we had nothing worth stealing, but it was a group vote and the group was crying and complaining about how unfair it was that they had to share space... well, I guess I'm just better at sharing? (rofl)
Don't mean to turn this into a flame, but it really bothers me that people have such trouble sharing. When I was on my way to work at 5:30am one day, giving my friend a ride to the same place so they could borrow the car of a friend who had an automatic (I drive manual), there was a rain/thunder storm going on. A guy was hitch-hiking on a dangerous road where its a natural dam for flooding, so a long narrow road, no shoulder, sheer drop on either side for more then a mile. The guy asked for a ride to his house, less then half a mile from my house. He had walked many miles, and was only a few more from his house, but it was still pouring. He even offered a drenched 20$ for the ride of just a few minutes. My friend, who I was helping, wanted me to drive off (I had discussed what should be done in this situation before). The person who was lending them their automatic car was one of the same who at AnimeBoston2007 (see below) wanted to help our friends planning to sleep in a parking garage, and the friend wanting me to drive off was the same who kicked our friends from the room in favor of floor space. Some things just never change?
I refused the 20$, would have taken 2$ in gas, but it was really the difference for me of taking care to shift properly and just driving in terms of gas used, so I can be a little more careful shifting and I've made the gas back. My "neighbor" (lived 20 houses down or so, but close enough) is a plumber, so if I ever need one I can ask him, quick and local, and a nice guy I have learned. I've really just turned this into a expression of my.... disgust, haven't I? Ah well. I really wasn't mad about that whole hitch hiker thing till I found out later that my friend had brought it up in class, and the teacher had "taught" the whole class why it was wrong to do what I did, and what a fool I was. It might not have been the safest, but it was the right thing to do. The teachers I know have a duty to teach their students yes, and perhaps even show the students the right way to think yes. However, I have butted heads mentaly with what they are teaching the students of theirs I know before. They teach their students to be safe, cynical, bastards. Nothing in society teaches generosity, compassion, or sacrafice. All things in moderation, but when friends are probably going to be mugged in a parking garage, give them some floor to sleep on, when a man is shivering and coughing in the road, give him a ride home the rest of the way so he doesn't die of the weather.
One last thing, almost forgot. Friday night I stayed up all night. I decided I could help myself stay awake with some work. So... I volunteered for the Con for 4 hours. 9am-1pm. I stuffed the bags they handed you at the entrance. In fact, I did the first station (assembly line set up). I was so fast compared to the others (woo woo) that I filled up half the tables with the thing I was producing. I like to think im just fast, but the truth is that the other workers were just very very lazy. They were there to work the 14 hours, get free space, free admitance, and free stuff. I used up the supplies before they could bring me up more, so I moved to the next station, and used up all their supplies, and so on and so forth. People seem to forget the meaning of volunteer. I used up all the supplies for all the bags, pretty sure we finished enough for the rest of the con in those 3 hours. The other hour was hauling food up for staff/volunteers to the rooms. Thats cool though, and none of my buisness, didn't talk much just listened to music and worked. What bothered me was afterwards people were hassling me about volunteering. Why spend your time for the con man? Why did you do it? Are you stupid? Hmmm.... well no, I just enjoy helping others and I even got some free pizza and helped myself stay awake by volunteering. So what is wrong with helping? Well, the same people complained, and the same didn't. I just guess I like a different crowd.
