| The field was home of the Camden riversharks, some local team. I basically caught fould balls and stood out front of the field telling people where to buy tickets. The ticket part was the worse, because everybody tried to walk in but I had to tell them to go around and buy tickets. It was ungodly cold. I was shaking, and sitting on a metal chair, not a good combo. I eventually got so cold I sat on some programs I was suppose to hand out to cut down on the transfer of the cold to my ass. In a funny ironey I ran out of programs. Even more funny was that when I got up to go to the bathroom someone gave away the programs I sat on. So I laugh thinking that people where looking at programs that touched my ass. HAHA, I'm so funny.
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