In May, a friend and I went to a benefit for a cancer foundation. We were excited to go because it seemed like it was going to be a fun experience. And it was fun (so was the free wine), but it was also odd and we felt very out of place.
First off, the amount of socialites and wannabe celebrities that were there was absolutely outrageous. We could tell that these were people who didn't actually care about the foundation, but just went to every benefit under the sun in order to attempt to get their names out there. It would have bothered me more if they hadn't spent an exorbinant amount of money to come and to auction.
I met an actual celebrity there. He was the host. I use to the term celebrity very loosely because it was Al Roker. The most famous weather man in the world, apparently. Well, he was boring as anything. My friend and I got our picture taken with him because there wasn't much else to do, but he didn't really find his personality until he got on the stage. And he also left early. I would have been disappointed if I had ever cared about him in the first place.
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