Linda bought tickets to see the Devil Rays and the Dodgers. Why? I don’t know. I don’t even know who plays on the Dodgers team, and I’ve lost all interest in the D’Rays.
The new owner was going to change things. Change things!! Lets see, last year he traded a pitcher and Toby Hall, the catcher for a pitcher and a catcher. Then he not only traded Aubrey Huff, a player that could play almost any position, he paid Mr. Huff’s new team to take him!! This is not the Yankees. This is the team with the lowest payroll in baseball.
OK enough ranting.
We get to the game. I have to listen to an entire row behind me figure out their seating assignments. Finally, one person figures out he is in the wrong section.
The usher gives a card for 2 free tickets. Good grief, I have to go to another baseball game.
The plastic cover of the armrest, of Linda’s seat, was broken. The usher warned Linda. Then she got up to use the restroom, and snagged her shorts on it. She followed the usher’s advise, reported it to Guest Services, and got a promise that they will be sending her a check for her shorts.
We get home and it’s warm in the house. 85 degrees warm. The fan on the heat pump isn’t working. Thank goodness we live next door to an air conditioning man. He says he can get us a new motor.
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