Hello Everyone,
Whelp, I’ve been a little bit lazy this past week, so this post actually dates back to an A’s game I went to with John Hancock on Wednesday September 2nd. It was a day game with $2 tickets and $1 hotdogs. The A’s beat the Royals 10-4 and we even got to see a Grand Slam!!! So all in all a nice little afternoon. I’ve posted a 360-degree view of the stadium, just as I did when going to see the giants at AT&T Park. I certainly hope this video brings the majesty of the stadium to you:)
And while I’ve got your attention, let me tell you a little story about my trip to the hot dog stand. Okay, here’s the deal, on $1 dog day, the Oakland A’s do the following for their fans:
1. Impose a limit of 10 hot dogs per customer at a time.
2. Impose a limit of 2 beers per customer at a time. (This is actually pretty standard)
3. Limit the working “dressing stations” (ketchup mustard etc) to only one working station of the three available ones… (Yeah I kind of found this one a little hard to believe myself)
Okay, well my story really on involves the first rule, the 10 hot dogs at a time limit. So here’s the story:
John sends me to get hotdogs. It was my turn, as he took the first trip and it took him like 25 minutes to come back. Something about dressing 6 hot dogs at a dressing station with a 10 minutes wait… Anyway, I head over to the hot dog stand and am pleasantly surprised at the reasonably short lines. Now there are about 5 cash registers chugging along, meaning 5 separate lines have formed. So after carefully examining the lines, I decide to choose the line where I would be second after two woman who looked as if they’d be ordering together.
—Now before this story proceeds, I supposed I should mention, that I have about the worst luck ever when it comes to choosing a line. Literally every time I choose the wrong one. For instance if we’re ever driving cross country caravan style, and I’m in front, and we come up to a tollbooth. Just choose another lane, b/c more than likely a car will suddenly break down in front of me, or a toll booth gate will malfunction, or some act of god will prevent my expeditious roll through those gates…McDonalds, movie theatre, same crap. If there’s a choice of lines, I always end up choosing the wrong one… this time was certainly no exception—-
Okay, with that in mind, let me tell you just what happened in this line. So I’m behind these two woman, who from a distance appeared to be “in the know”, these ladies looked like they had been in line for hot dogs many a times over their respective lives. How wrong I was!!! Once within earshot, I quickly learned that these ladies had no idea what they were doing… Here’s what I pieced together about their order from what I could overhear.
They wanted 12 hotdogs, split across 3 orders (b/c of the rule), where one of them would pay twice, but separately from the first order with the change given to her from the first order….now I don’t know about you, but if I’m the hot dog girl at the A’s stadium, I’m pretty sure I showed up to work not expecting to have to deal with that kind of Bull Sh*t… I mean I know I wouldn’t have expected to…. anyways, to make matters worse (and I kid you not on this part), the first woman who was paying twice paid with a $100 bill… for $4 worth of hot dogs!!! I mean, are you kidding me?? Oh and I don’t know if you’ve ever used a Benjamin to pay for $4 worth of hot dogs, but the process requires the manager coming over to examine the bill, talk to the women for a few minutes, and then finally begrudgingly accept the bill. I mean seriously??… oh wait, story’s not done yet. So that first woman, with her $96 in change, then bought here second round of 4 hot dogs, and maybe a soda or something… anyways, she then proceeded to use of the $20’s to pay for the second order of food. Oh wait, guess, what, the hot dog girl, didn’t have enough change for a $20, b/c she had given it all to the woman for her change for her initial $4 purchase… so now, I was fortunate enough to witness the discussion between woman #1, the cashier, and woman #2 all trying to explain how to make change for this $20. Woman #1, god bless her, just couldn’t quite comprehend why she couldn’t get change, the cashier, couldn’t quite explain why she couldn’t make change, and woman #2 couldn’t quite help but confuse the whole matter by trying to explain the two to each other… so I think it may have ended with them redoing the first purchase ringing everything up at once and leaving woman #1 to figure out the change on her end, but who knows… I think I had already invested about 12 minutes of my life into waiting in this hot dog line, and with my short attention span, and general unwillingness to put up with this nonsensical farce of a hot dog order, I had kind of just stopped paying attention… but yes, in the end, these two ladies walked away with their 12 hot dogs, and newly broken $100 bill…. so I guess I was happy for them… that is until our encounter in the dog dressing line…
Anyway, once the total 15 minutes of my life had been robbed from me, I proceeded to play my order… now if only you could have seen the fear in the cashier’s face when I asked if I could pay with a $100 bill…
Whelp, that’s my story, I’d talk about the dressing station, but I think I’m still frustrated by it. Long story short, dressing 10 hot dogs after waiting 10 minutes for the two woman to dress theirs does not put one in a good mood… game was still fun though, and I did get back in time to witness that grand slam:)
