And the Winner Is…
That’s right. Today my office at United Cerebral Palsy had a emWhite Elephant/Yankee Swap/em event. Basically, the event is a gift exchange with a limitation on how much somone can spend. This particular event had a $5 spending cap. People draw numbers from a back or hat and the person with “1” would go first and then “2,” if two likes what one has, they can trade it with “1” and each subsequent number will be able to take any gift from anyone who has opened before them. Now, you would think, under this system that the person with #18 out of 18 number would be in the best position. Unfortunately, that is only half right. The person with #1 actually is in the best position, because after 18 goes the person with #1 can pick from any of the other gifts opened. Guess which number I drew? That’s right, #1.
I felt really bad, because I didn’t bring anything, mostly due to the fact that I had a final in my class yesterday and wasn’t thinking of it until then (I did go to CVS and found a Rudolph, the kind from the claymation/stop-motion photography children’s shows of the 60’s, that when you pushed his tail, his nose would light up, but it was $7.99). So, I decided to go to class instead.
So, back to the event. I was told to participate by the CEO because there were more gifts than everyone who brought gifts. I guess some people brought more than one. I had to oblige as I can’t say “no” to the CEO.
I initially opened a “Choclate Fondue Set” that was candle powered. As much as a I like a good fondue party, I really didn’t like the gift. So, I knew I was going to trade. Someone got a little shot sized emPatróntrade;/em bottle, another person got some chocolates, another person got stickers related to office sayings, another got the absolute coolest gift and it was swapped three times, until it landed in my hands. I guess you could say I coveted my neighbor’s belonging.