There are many, many times when being a bartender can be the worst job, ever…
This was not that time.
I love my job at Salt River Fields.
When we first moved back here, we drove North on the 101 freeway, looked left and went, “What the fuck is that?!” It was a baseball field, multiple fields, in the middle of town? What the? What did they do there? I had heard they were building an abundance of Spring Training facilities around the valley, but we already have one in downtown, for the SF Giants, and I thought that was going to be it.
Nope.
This one is HUGE.
I started working there last Spring, for Spring Training and although it was hard, it was mad money. About 45 days straight, at about $200 a day, 6 hour shifts. Beautiful.
Not to mention, the other events they hold year round…
I listen to and love country, so I knew who Brantley Gilbert was, but either way, I love working concerts. I love it even more when it’s a country show and I’m the only girl in the stadium with Jack Daniels products.
This was the view from the office that we turn our banks in to. My view from the Jack tent was great, but I was working by myself and was too busy to get a good shot of the show. This was after the lights turned off and the fireworks were almost over. You’re looking basically between home and 1st plate, towards the outfield. That’s the D-Backs clubhouse on the left, the stage is center/right hand side and the other lights are monitors.
Loudest, fireworks, ever. But beautiful. I just love that venue. If you’re ever in the valley and have the opportunity to visit, seriously, do it.
So I RAKED in the cash last night, enjoyed some great tunes, nobody was an asshole, everybody tipped well and it was, in the words of Borat “GREAT SUCCESS!” Seriously. I’m going car shopping tomorrow, NEW car shopping. Not Auto Trader car shopping. lol
Wish me luck, I deserve this!
Enjoy your 4th, I know I’m about to!
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