Take me out to the ball game! Root, for the home team, if they don’t win its a shame! Cause it’s 1,2,3 strikes you’re out at the old, ball game!
Afternoon everyone! Hope you all are enjoying this beautiful Saturday! The spirit of throw back Thursday and flash back Friday are heavy on me today. Last Friday, my company had an outing at the new Nashville Sounds Stadium, downtown. My issues with gentrification are mega but as I’ve stated previously, I want to take an entire post just to discuss the problem.
My company President/ Ceo had a field suite ready for us equipped with snacks and booze. Can’t go wrong there! While baseball is America’s favorite pastime, I’ve never been interested in the sport. Getting hot dog was my main goal. I’ve always wanted to eat a hot dog at a baseball game! Since I’ve never been to a legitimate baseball game, I was unaware of what I should wear. Many people wore shorts and t-shirts but you know me! I had to be true to myself.
Instead, I dawned this haltered romper from catos! After the game ended, a few of my coworkers and I headed downtown to celebrate a birthday. I hadn’t seen this crew in a while because I have been floating for the past month.
Staying true to Nashville’s love of explosive displays, the game ended with a minisized, Fourth of July- styled firework show! Not bad for s baseball game!
I work for a great company! It’s a great first professional, out of college job!
I enjoyed getting away from my Netflix to live life!