I used to work at a small social service nonprofit that accepted in-kind donations of clothes and food for our case workers to give to their clients. As a development officer, I would frequently get phone calls from a board member who would say something like this:
"Mrs. Smith is on her way over with a car load full of donations. She is a very wealthy real estate agent that the fundraising committee has been trying to cultivate for a long time. Can you meet her downstairs and thank her for the donations when she gets there?"
Believe it or not, I wasn't as cynical as I am today that early in my career, so I would cheerily accept countless bags of crap from rich people who felt guilty about throwing their "gently worn" clothes in the trash.
I honestly didn't mind the senselessness of me spending hours accepting donations, sorting them, and then writing tax deductible thank you letters... only to later throw most of it in the trash myself. Heck, I believed in that organization so much, I would eat maggots if it meant bringing on a new potential major donor.
What did bother me so much was the fact that many of these donors who unloaded their "gently worn" junk walked away with a sense of gratification that their charitable obligation had been made... and therefore never gave a financial donation.
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