My dad called and pledged. That was cool. We're now members of WFSU which has some pretty good deals, so yay.
One boy called, got Nikita on the phone, and wanted to talk to "the girl on the end." Since I was at one end, and Joe was at the other, I can only assume it was me. Let's pretend that the reason was flattering, yes?
We ended up with only four volunteers, but the station only got five pledges all night. We all picked up the phones for fake calls when they panned around us in the final shot of LVLC. Hehe.
So, as upset as I was about the volunteers, I'm now over it. All are forgiven. You missed out on hilarious times and really amazing food, but that's just your problem. We were fine :)