We
had high hopes and grand plans for what we were going to do with our
pitiful student council budget. We planned a dance where we were
going to rent outdoor furnaces and lamps in a huge tent we were going
to rent until we realized that the cost would be roughly double our
yearly budget. We scaled down the plans to an after the football game
dance and added free hot chocolate for students at the football game
in place of a huge tent. The problem with that plan like the last one
is to do it right was going to cost lots of money and we still didn't
have lots of money. We organized for everyone on student council to
bring five gallons of hot water and we bought some cups and what we
figured would be enough mix for twenty gallons. We bought enough mix
to dye 20 gallons of hot water light brown and give it a slightly
chocolate taste. In to deep we decided to just press forward and
serve the warm brown water we had anyway. People started complaining
right away because it was too bad even for free hot chocolate. One
kid said he didn't care he was so cold that he would drink warm piss.
He took a cup and then reconsidered, spat it out and then proclaimed
that he would prefer warm piss to this crap. Talk about damning with
faint praise. Not only were we getting our free terrible hot
chocolate panned by the hoi palloi but the lady who had the contract
with the school to run the concession stand was really mad that we
were giving away for free what she was charging for. She came out
and yelled at us and then tracked down the principal and yelled at
him he came over with her and told us to wrap it up and leave because
she had exclusive rights to refreshments at the football field. We
were then stuck with a hundred dollars worth of really bad hot
chocolate that we were prevented from giving to people for them to
spit out. We took it to the parking lot and poured it out and decided
to just focus on the dance. The dance went better then a mouthful of
warm piss, so by comparison its mediocrity was an immense success.
