Cap & Bell elections are coming up, of course. As I’m planning on going abroad next year, this is a sobering thought. Of course it’s a great opportunity for the company, but I’ll miss sharing the devil-may-care decision making process with my exceptional fellow board members, and having that inside look at the company. Will the programs be in color? Glossed? Now I’ll have to wait until the show to know things like that.
But maybe it’s high time for me to doff the mantle of treasurer. To be honest, handling money all day has hardened me. I no longer get any joy from watching people sweat and slaver as they wait for me to reimburse them. I’ve begun to turn in receipts as soon as I receive them, walking to the College Council offices in some listless daze. Dead in the eyes, like a mailman taking pain meds for his hip replacement. Maybe it’s best that I quit this line of work before I become as jaded as these jade Benjamans I manhandle so responsibly.
Don’t mistake me – I’ve loved being a treasurer and working closely with the fine folk of Cap & Bells. I would highly recommend it to anyone who has even the slightest desire to take money that doesn’t belong to you and give it to people who ask for it. It’s like being Robin Hood.
And there’s plenty for me to look forward to! Tigers be Still, directed by the brilliant Lily Riopelle, has only barely begun and I already can’t get the soundtrack of Top Gun out of my head. Lily’s directing style is already something I respect greatly. I can’t wait to see what she does with this wild and heartfelt play, and to work with the fantastic lineup of cast & crew.
-Apply to be treasurer if you want the feeling of sweet, cottony money between your fingertips.
-Tigers be Still! Come for the Top Gun, stay for the confusion over whether you’re laughing or crying.