Day 20 - "A Typical Sunday"

Day 20

Today was a really slow day. I don't know what else to really say about it...

...ok, so yes I do...

I sold my first case of beer before the first inning was over...I knew it was a Sunday, but I had some high-hopes for today...it was a feeling of just wanting to do well and sell as much as possible...then my balloon of high-hopes was popped after that first inning was over.

I only sold 8 beers into that second case between the start of the 2nd inning and the bottom of the 7th. I sold more bags of Cracker Jacks in those remaining 6 innings than I did beers.

Now for the stories...

I made my way down to the bottom of a section in the 3rd inning and saw a group of girls drinking beer and asked if they needed another one yet. They said not yet, but to come back soon. Then one of the ladies in the row behind them asked a question, but I couldn't quite hear here nor did I realize she was talking to me since she had on sun glasses and looked like she was looking past me. I just had this dumbfounded look on my face because I was confused and then all of the girls in this group laughed at me...I was confused. I just laughed with them and was asked her to repeat herself. She was asking me if I could go get her a mixed drink... I told her that I was only selling beer today. She asked if I was possibly carrying around a mini-bar in my Cracker Jack bag...I played along with it and got a laugh...she was already drunk and didn't need another mixed drink or any drink at all. I was on my way back to the group of girls in the row below when I noted they had left...they never came back the rest of the game.

Usually throughout the game if a beer man sees a fellow beer man, we'll stop and say hi and ask how we're doing. One fellow beer man of Commissary 240, Donald, stopped for a minute at the top of a section and we talked for a minute. He was doing good to finish off his first case half way through the game. He just shook his head and said, "today is just a typical Sunday. No one buys beer on Sunday afternoon games." It didn't help that people sitting in the shade were cold. Many of them had blankets or sweatshirts. I had to take a double-take when I walked up one section because I almost swore I saw a lady wearing a snuggie...she was not...it was just a blanket...guess her arms will get cold if she needs to reach for something and she won't look like a wizard...

I think despite the fact that the game was a crappy performance by the Cardinals and beer sales were slower than the norm...the worst part of the day was the drive home. There was some huge festival taking place in Keiner Plaza. It just so happened that people were leaving it the same time the game was getting over. Since the game was sucking, tons of people left early which caused a larger than normal traffic jam...I sat in traffic for about an hour before I got onto the interstate downtown...about 8 blocks took an hour...it doesn't help that everyone else thinks they are amazing drivers when in reality they worsened the jam with their stupidity.

Friday's rain-out game rescheduled for tomorrow night...