Friday night was the first time working as a beer vendor during a Cards/Cubs game in Busch Stadium...I can't imagine what the rest of the season will be like after an amazing night like this was. The stadium was nothing more than a sea of red and blue. I saw some amazing things...a cards fan holding the hand of a cubs fan...I wouldn't want to be that couple going home together after this series is over...I saw a few babies dressed up in cubs gear...why would anyone do such a thing to their child?
Overall...an amazing night! Beautiful weather....if you were watching the game...it felt like the surface of the sun if you were hauling beer around all night...but no more did you get a full case out there, and it was sold in a matter of minutes...so lots of rushing back and forth to reload.
Got to see the Blakley's. Always a good time seeing great people you know at a ball game...especially when they are Card fans!
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Knee update:
I don't know if someone had prayed for my knee or what, but I didn't have a single bit of pain in my right knee through the entire game! The night before, I could barely walk on it and the pain had been increasing all week long...during friday night's game, not a bit of pain!
Thank you to whoever prayed and thank God for the power of healing!
Side note: volleyball knee pads cause chafing on the knee caps from rubbing on the pads, but whenever I knelt down, it felt like I was kneeling on a soft pillow instead of that hard concrete.
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I had a personal best in sales....probably one of the worst nights in tips per sale.
I went to one section and nearly sold an entire case before walking all of the way up the steps...I visited that section frequently. I had one guy in that section who was a few years younger than me buy a beer every time I walked by him...every time, no tip...till the last bottle I sold him....You see, people around you notice if you tip or not...especially a large group of guys (only way to describe them would be some larger rough-neck guys that obviously rode in on some motorcycles) that sat between the ails and where this guy was that was buying beer. Every time I'd pass his change back to him, the guys would look at me and say "what the hell, no tip...not even that quarter you have to pass to him?...cheap bastard." Finally, during last-call, he ordered a beer and those guys weren't passing the beer down to him or his change unless he was going to tip me...I asked the guys that it wasn't necessary to do that and I didn't expect a tip...but they insisted. It was rather humorous to see this guy look like he was about to cry cause these guys weren't gonna pass it down...then he finally got his beer and change and reluctantly passed back a dollar bill. Those biker dudes were awesome! They bought nearly half a case off of me through the night.
I had a group of people who were around the same age as I was that would always be happy to talk to me as I made my way to the end of their ails. I was called a magician because I seemed to just appear out of nowhere whenever they were close to being finished with their beers.
Another group of 4 (2 guys, 2 girls) were buying 2 beers from me and they were impressed with the fact that I was even old enough to sell beer...this was a very common throughout the entire night...I think I was asked about 10 times if I was old enough to sell beer...I'd reply back with the snappy question, "well, how old do you think I am?" No on even came close....anyways back to this group of 4...I asked them how old they thought I was and after revealing my age to them...they were impressed...but one girl just couldn't get over it and was causing a scene...she was sharing with everyone around her that I was 26...blah blah blah...same story over and over again....
This "looking too young to sell beer" thing is a good opener for conversation between lots of guests. I enjoy it...but then again, I'm wondering if people aren't buying from me because I look so young? I mean you wouldn't buy lemonade at a lemonade stand from someone who looked 40 would you? so would you buy a beer from a guy who doesn't look old enough to sell it? does 'looking your age really make a difference?
Total sales thus far:
11 Bottles of Water
47 Bags of Peanuts
582 Bottles of Beer
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Day 11 - A Sea of Red and Blue
Posted by Josh at 10:30 AM
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3 comments:
good grief....you didn't sell any water or Peanuts?
you need to tell that corner vendor who sells peanuts way cheaper than the stadium that he is hurting your business!
You must not have read this correctly, because if you look at the last posting of sales thus far and current as of last night...I sold 6 bottles of water and 6 bags of peanuts last night at the game...
and yeah, that guy on the corner...always tries to sell stuff to me and every time I tell him I sell that stuff with much better service in the stadium...he doesn't like that...
yeah, some how I'm an idiot....
I could swear that I checked a couple of times, but apparently not. I had taken some major pain pills before posting that, so I'm going to use that as my excuse!
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