Being an MC means that you are entrusted with responsibilities of ensuring that an occasion is executed in a seemingly smooth-flowing. An MC also is responsible to response to spontaneous adjustment made by The Authority in the eleventh hour. Quick thinking and quick talking; ideas should flow from the mind to the mouth effortlessly. Au naturel, I daresay. Although I pride myself to be able to execute my responsibilities as an MC for the recent End Of Year Dinner, it’s quite a little bit wearisome especially when one has to succumb to the spontaneous adjustment made by The Authority in accordance to The Mood. Always conflicting with the already-prepared schedule, eleventh hour adjustment seemed to be the culture.
Anyway, the event was organized at the school itself; a far cry from lavish places from previous years ago. The reason? The Authority wanted to make it a ‘close-knitted’ affair; hence it should be done in the school. Unfortunately for the downside, the cost spent when one organized the event at the school skyrocketed HIGHER than if one were to organize the event in hotels. But, we don’t have any say. It was decided.
The scheduled dinner was started half an hour late due to technical problem. The PA system was terrible throughout the night. Microphones were on and off a bit here and there. And there was a time when I had to scream out just to get the crowd’s attention for the Lucky Draw bidding. Luckily, my voice is the impeccable Loud. For the moment, I felt as if I were in the class, teaching!
As an MC, of course I didn’t get to savor all the foods served. Roasted mutton, “Mee Kuah”, satays, “rojak”, “gado-gado” and various beverages were served.
On whole, Alhamdulillah it ends well. Despite hiccups and unwanted stirs happened which definitely dampen the spirit.