Utah Race for the Cure (aka Sunday Open Thread)

Posted on May 12, 2013 by Michigoose

The Race went really well yesterday, and was a tribute to all the hard work that the folks I recruited to help me last fall when I was asked to take over the whole thing did.  For the first time ever I got to see the whole event from start to finish (before, when I was just in charge of the race part of it I was always setting something up or tearing something down while everything was going on) and I was floored.  This is some good coverage from our local television news sponsor.

One of the more memorable moments of the day, though, was this:

GIRLFRIEND:  Hi (to “Ask Me” volunteers)(just what it sounds like–they’re there to answer common questions)!  How do I find my runner?

ASK ME VOL.:  Well, do you have a cell phone?

G: Yes!

AMV:  Does he?

G:  No.

Me: Could he still be running?  Have you gone to the finish line?

G:  Oh, no!  He’s really fast, he finished ‘way long ago.

AMV:  Did you arrange a place to meet?

G: No

AMV:  Well, did you just agree to meet somewhere after he went home and cleaned up?

G:  No.  You people really need to have a system to arrange for people to meet.

AMV:  What do you mean?

G: Why can’t I find my runner?  You people need a system!

(OK, at this point she’s pissed me off.  I’ve been on my feet for two days straight, the volunteers have been answering questions for four hours, and the whole time she’s asking us for help she’s scrolling through her iPhone and not looking at any of us.)

Me:  No, YOU need a system.  I have 12,000 runners to keep track of, you have one.  Go find him, or I’ll make a lost kid announcement from the stage in exactly 30 seconds.  Then you can explain to him why I described him, by name, as a lost child.  Your choice.

She huffs off.

I look at the two Ask Me guys and they’re standing there with perfectly straight faces.  I said “Well.  I think I may have made her a little upset.”  They started laughing so hard that one of them had to sit down.

Yes, I can be petty, but that was fun.

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