So many, so just a few highlights:
School PTA. A small but dedicated group who bent over backwards (on top of jobs and families and all the other things we were involved with) to organise events for the children. Always the same few people doing all the grunt work. We would regularly ask (nicely) for more people to help but rarely would anyone volunteer.
We would support the school’s Xmas concert by selling mince pies, raffle tickets and videos of the show. The show would start at 9:30 and parents would start queuing outside from about 8:30, often in the rain and cold. We could hear them moaning while we were running around like blue arsed flies setting everything up.
We let the volunteers put their coats on seats before set up - a bit of a perk as they would be rewarded for all of their support over the year with a front row seat for the show.
One parent spotted this and agreed to help with the shows, showing lots of enthusiasm for how much support she would be. She was a childminder and turned up with 3 toddlers and a baby, plonked a double pushchair in the front row and a coat across 2 other seats, changed 3 nappies and put them under her seat) and then sat there waiting in the warm with a flask of tea (we sold tea for 50p and most people would buy one with a mince pie to support the school) and various snacks for her mindees. She did fuck all to help anyone else.
Before the doors got opened I gave the Headteacher a quick appraisal and ensured I had his support, then told CF (whilst picking up her coat) she would have to move to the back near the door in case any of her mindees needed taking out, and that as she had only bought 1 (£2) ticket, she could only have 1 seat. She tried to (loudly) protest that she was a volunteer (I almost had to hold the actual volunteers back!) when the HT asked what she had contributed to proceedings bar 3 dirty nappies. He told her she could take those to x room’s bin and rejoin the back of the queue outside so that the toddlers weren’t able to continue to trash the front of the stage as they were doing.
Her face was an absolute picture.
Many years later and a charity I was involved with was providing services for the King’s Coronation. The central area had a strict security barrier that would close at something like 8am with nobody in or out after that. One volunteer wanted to be “up front” but didn’t want to get there before 8am to do so. They were offered alternative roles outside of the security area but they didn’t want those. They wanted us to see if the timing of the coronation could be pushed back so they didn’t have to get up so early! They were told they could be there at 7:30am
as required or not at all. (They did manage to get themselves there in the end!)