Vegetables are disappointing!

Recently I was asked to donate my time to a charity that will remain nameless. They wanted one famous chef to cook for each of their tables at a big fundraising dinner, and for some reason I guess they ran out of famous chefs and they asked me. Even though it meant closing the restaurant for a night, I said "Sure!" and asked them to give me some more details.

Yesterday they called  and here's how the conversation went:

Charity: We're wondering if you'd just do dessert.

Me: Dirt Candy isn't really famous for its desserts. I'd rather do something savory.

Charity: You could do an hor's d'oeuvre.

Me: I thought I was cooking for a table?

Charity: You could do two hor's d'oeuvres.

Me: I'd like to do a table. I thought we agreed to that already?

Charity: Well, we have a lot of big donors coming and we think that if they're assigned to your table they'll be disappointed.

Me: But why?

Charity: Because you won't be serving meat.

Me: But I'm a vegetarian restaurant.

Charity: Yes.

Me: And you're saying I'll disappoint your donors?

Charity: Yes.

Me: But you invited me.

Charity: Oh, right.

As of now, I'm not sure if I'm still invited to participate or not, but I thought that this was the funniest thing that's happened to me since my sister-in-law was chased by wild boars.