By Werthworld
I contributed twenty dollars. It felt good. I believed in the cause.
They thanked me, then asked for fifty.
When I sent fifty, they wanted a hundred.
Disliking continuous appeals, I sent a thousand dollar annual gift, attaching a note: “Please, send no more requests!”
But they kept soliciting more. More often, and more urgently.
Each appeal following a contribution made me feel less good and less appreciated. Finally, the sting of resentment to solicitations was stronger than the salve of charitable giving.
I could give no more.
If you love something enough to set it free, consider making a donation.
Very nice,liked it. Thanks.
Thank you for your comment, I’m glad you liked it.
Beautiful! Great parody on the deluge of donation letters which fill our mailboxes daily! I think long and hard before taking on a new charity, because I know my mailbox is gonna be stuffed with even more requests for donations! Great job, Werthworld!
I appreciate your response. This story is seasonably appropriate; there is certainly a backlash to the season of giving. I keep giving, but feel the need to change charities from time to time.
I know the feeling. We donate to a couple of causes once/year; they call us quarterly asking for an increase.