Friday night Bri and I volunteered for the Delaware Breast Cancer Coalition – working concessions at a Blue Rocks baseball game. Whoa – what a tiring job. Who knew that prepping and handing out greasy food could be such hard work?
There was an accident on 95, so we arrived about a half hour late. I guess we must have missed the orientation or “training” because we were just given jobs with no clear instructions. Eventually, we kind of figured it out. I was the hot dog girl and my husband was fry guy Bri. We’ve always talked about owning a restaurant and I have worked in that industry for years, but Bri never has. So, I thought it would be good practice for him.
Despite the yucky, weather, it was a busy Friday night at the ballpark and we were running around and working hard. The fries and dogs were in hot demand. I asked the manager helping us out if they were usually that busy and he flat out said “NO.” Wow, I’m hoping that the crowd and the eagerness to eat concession food was driven by the fact that proceeds were being donated to DBCC.
We got home around 11:30 pm and Bri said to me, “I don’t feel like I helped breast cancer.” I felt the same way. I guess since we worked concessions, the company didn’t have to pay for workers to come in that night and they donate some of the proceeds to the DBCC. So, perhaps we’ll find out later how much was donated and we’ll feel like we helped breast cancer. Overall, it was a fun yet tiring night!