Tuesday, September 20, 2011


The game. Oh, the game.

I haven't been to see a game in Lavell Edwards Stadium since freshmen year. I guess it should have stayed that way. But being an usher was alright. I got to go onto the field to "keep an eye on things" while they set off the fireworks.
It was surreal. Standing on that field knowing that you are in the line of sight for over 60,000 people. For the rest of the game, I was stationed by portal C (I thinks that's where I'll be the rest of the season as well). I ran into all sorts of people I hadn't seen in a while, so that was neat.
I'm not much of an enforcer, but for this job, I have to be. Most people are pretty cool about it though.

Except for the old men.

I don't know what it is, but it seems like they are DRAWN to me. I finished showing one man how to get to his seat, and he smiled, thanked me, then reached over and patted my bum.

I was thoroughly grossed out.

ATTENTION MEN: this is never cool.

Then I thought of this clip from Freaks and Geeks and I laughed and felt a bit better.

I'll be there again this Friday. Let's hope there won't be any handsy-man-cougars this time around.


  1. ohhh, gretch, i'm sorry. i had some sort of similar experiences with the men in the urology clinic last month, but only comments, not actual actions!

  2. Katie. That is awful. Doesn't it make you feel icky? Luckily at the others games I've worked at, fans simply smiled or gave me m&ms to show their appreciation. I much prefer that. I hope you are coming to Utah for Thanks giving!