Like a fine aged wine, this post is coming to you long matured and ripe for the.....tasting? I realize after reading a few of my older posts that I swore to you an oath, that I would not back burner this blog. That I would make it a priority and I would stop making excuses. Well my friends, all two of you who read this, I have yet again failed you, and I in no way expect you to even read this apology since this blog has been lying dormant for so long I would expect you have tossed it to the wayside and moved on to bigger and better things. But Alas! Not all hope is lost, for I have returned, and am now beginning to write again, and hope to be doing so more frequently (not like I have anything else better to do who am I kidding?) Ok enough with my whining and apologizing, back to business!!!
So for me to update you on all of the happenings in my life since Thanksgiving and now would be impossible in one short blog post, plus none of it is at all very interesting, so I will give you the short, sweet, and mostly hilarious bits of my life for you to enjoy.
I am a recent college grad (having walked back in May) and I am now happily employed by a Minor League Baseball team, which for those of you familiar with the industry know can be very ridiculous in its own right and for those less familiar, I can assure you that if you do continue to keep up with me you will quickly understand what I am talking about.
For example a few months ago we had a new intern begin with us here and just to kind of break him into life as a minor leaguer, as those of us in the industry call ourselves, by initiating him with a little light hazing. Nothing crazy like this (be warned these stories are mildly disturbing and laced with idiocy) but just some good ole' fashioned scavenger hunt for your game day attire one day before your first home game. Nothing that would scar the poor kid for life, just some light teasing that would put him on edge for a bit before his first big day.
With the help of a few other staff members I sent him on an exciting hunt through our stadium. Visiting many locations from the home locker room, to the kitchen, all the way to the edge of the stadium to our kids fun zone where a "clucking steed" (which is an oddly placed running chicken set among the horses on the carousel) gave him his final clue to the whereabouts of his "kidnapped" shirts. I will give credit where credit is due, he really took the whole thing in stride and even went as far as keeping all of the sticky notes with the clues on them and displaying them at his desk.
Well that's it for now. Like I said I am going to do my best to get to doing this more often and I appreciate everyone who does take the time to read these and I will continue to try to entertain you with stories and little funny parts of my life. Thanks for stopping in!
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