My husband had to run the combined charitable campaign for United Way and other charities for two years at his workplace. He avoided “goofy” antics, but he still was a firm believer that every one of his employees should give something. If they donated time to help with one of the events, that was cool. If they gave money, that was cool.
He encouraged everyone to contribute in some way (he even instituted hot dog sales, for example, and then when employees bought them, he stood at the end of the line thanking them for the donation. The looks on their faces, he said, were priceless, as if they wanted to say, I did not donate). There was a lot of outright hatred at his workplace for these charities (why I still do not understand) but it did not stop him, and many others on his team, from trying their best.
Nonetheless, he always made big speeches about how it is the duty of all employees to give at least something. He was tired of seeing very good people burn themselves out trying to get donations, being derided and mocked by other employees. Although he works in the public sector (and maybe some think public servants owe more), his efforts for two years raised the bar for those to come. He raised more money than anybody previous to him because he was not afraid to look someone in the eye and ask them to evaluate their life in comparison to a more needy person. His goal was two dollars a pay from each person (minimum salary where he works, among all employees, is 13.00 an hour).
He reached that goal by bake sales, basket raffles, taco salad sales, payroll donations, parking spot raffles, pie throwing contests (his biggest mistake- he made more money by people throwing pies at him than ever before) and other unique ways. Still, to this day, he credits the team he worked with and the vigor, love and compassion of those around him.
I guess what I am saying is that at least these people tried to raise money for the good of others. IMHO, a little respect is warranted.
*** Now, if those people did not give their share, then screw em… all the costumes and pageantry don’t matter unless they ante up and kick in for real. Each year we have to increase our giving because although my husband is not in charge of the overall campaign anymore, he refuses to ever let his departmental per capita fall below two dollars, so he makes it up every year himself.***