Friday, November 10, 2006

A quandary.

The company I work for has 2 tickets plus parking for Sunday's Cardinals football game. In case you are worried about my eternal salvation, the quandary is not whether or not I should go to the game. I have, however, been put in charge of the tickets and was sent an email that stated:

"I will put them on your desk - distribute any way you want to - drawing, your favorite, etc."

A friend here at work said she would like them, so it was pretty cut and dry what I'd do. However, I then discovered that an email had been sent to all employees telling them to let me know if they're interested in the tickets. I have since received about 20 emails, one of which is from another good friend here at the office.

What to do, what to do....

The way I see it, I have 3 choices:

1. Use them myself

2. Have a drawing

3. Have an auction and give them to the highest bidder



*You really don't have reason to worry about my eternal salvation - #1 is a joke and #3 is at least 75% in jest

10 comments:

Cameron said...

Auction for charity - you can't lose.

Tell them the highest donation to your favorite charity will get the tickets.

Capt. Monterey Jack said...

Auction them off for the Colman and Aubrey Fund for Research on Alien Feeder Rats. That should get you the funds necessary to really make a difference in their lives.

Courtney said...

David, that picture is disgusting!

Capt. Monterey Jack said...

Yes...yes it is. Apparantly it is considered art.

The Dixon Family said...

You should have a stupid human tricks contest and the winner can have the tickets. Then, at least the losers won't feel bad b/c they got to see the winner act like an idiot. Everybody wins.

Courtney said...
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Courtney said...

Have you reminded these people of the Cardinals winning streak...or lack thereof? That should weed out some more people.

Aubrey said...

UPDATE: I did end up drawing a name out of a hat, due to my conscience gnawing at me like an alien feeder rat. It all worked out splendidly, as the name I pulled out was the very friend who I'd told could have them.

Karma?

Cameron said...

It was rigged.

Aubrey said...

That's probably what everyone at work thinks... but my conscience is clear.