Maggie is great about scheduling us when we want to work, and the 4 to 8 shift is really the Fest's sweet spot: fun volunteers, easygoing customers, and time to wander around afterward.
This year's Fest had a little of everything, starting with the parking gridlock. It's too bad this is a thing, going to one lot and then getting redirected.
Within moments of walking into the tent, we were ringing up sales. There was
virtually no time to chat with other volunteers (Murph, how are you doing?) or even for this
selfie. (And yes, I wore the same dress and earrings last year.)
Fortunately Jenna, who's in high school but has been volunteering for
five years with her grandpa, knew just about everything. She was the go-to person about posters, sizes, and prices on the rhinestone tees. At one point I looked at her.
"Ten dollars," she said. (She just knew I was going to ask how much the backpacks were.)
Among this chaos, Margaret stopped to announce that Denise and I had been
volunteers for 10 years. Everyone in the tent applauded and we
got our 10-year Irish Fest pins. It was a truly awesome moment, because how often in life do you unexpectedly get applause? Thank you, Margaret and Maggie and Jenna and everyone who makes it so much fun to be a part of the Fest.
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