As I worked late in my office, grading homework and getting ready for the next class, my office phone rang:
Young Man (YM): Hello, Ms. FSP?
YM: I'm calling from the University of X*, and I wanted to update you on some exciting things that are happening on campus this year. Are you interested in hearing about what's going on at your old school?
[* note: my present university, the site of my office, where I work now]
FSP: I'm not an alumnae. It's not my old school. You are calling me in my office at that very school right now.
YM: Uh oh. This is really going to throw off my spiel. Are you an employee?
YM: What do you do?
FSP: I'm a professor.
YM: Uh oh. I was going to ask you for money. This call is part of the university's fund-raising campaign. It doesn't say here in my list that you work here.
FSP: But I do. I am grading right now.
YM: Well, can I give you my spiel anyway? I'm supposed to keep going unless you hang up on me.
FSP: Sure, go ahead, but I'm not going to give you money, so maybe you should call someone else and not waste your time talking to me.
YM: How about if I say that if you really cared about your students, you'd donate money so that they don't have to drop out of school because they can't afford it?
FSP: No, but nice try. Does the money really go to scholarships to help needy students with tuition?
YM: Well, no, actually the university prefers it if you just give money to an undesignated fund so that they can do what they want with it.
FSP: That's what I thought.
YM: So can I put you down for a $150 pledge? That's what everyone usually starts at.
FSP: No, but nice try again. Is it true that everyone starts with a $150 pledge?
FSP: Good night..
15 hours ago