Yesterday was Kara's gala, "April in Paris." I was registration manager, at which I did an acceptable albeit not stellar job. I had a headache and left after my work was done.
I also had to listen to an accordionist play for forty-five minutes.* Atmosphere, don't you know.
I think I've done my duty by the organization.
*Don't get me wrong, I like accordions under certain circumstances. Last night was not one of them.