Picture this..you’re walking down the streets of Seattle (or any major city), headed to an overdue baseball game adventure. A tiny girl with a ponytail and a red shirt stops you and utters the most amazing sentence you could possibly hear. “FREE FROYO.”
This girl must have read my diary, because I would eat a pile of worms if someone threw the word “free” in front of them. I LOVE free stuff. I had a mini battle in my brain debating whether I should have another “benefits” day so close to the previous froyo adventure I had just the week before. Thank god for my hunky boyfriend clonking some sense into me..I got my butt in line regardless of the length. I will never debate free froyo again.
Opening day at Red Mango.. it must have been my lucky day.
Now you’re back on track walking to the baseball game when you stumble upon some free entertainment.
This guy was rocking out on his drum set. I’m not sure what the ACE hardware bucket in front of him is for. My guess is that tiny unicorns come out to dance to his beats. This guy held my attention for .3094seconds because Manfriend uttered words ALMOST more angelic than the tiny girl in the red shirt. “Hey look, Larabars.”
My parents attempt to teach me the, “just one” rule kind of failed. FREE Larabars, being dispersed right outside the gate to the stadium. Yes..I’ll take
1 17 please.
Ok so the free stuff should probably stop here in order to call the day “normal.” Well, nothing is normal in my world. After entering the gate I discovered yet another person had read my diary. Specifically the entry about my man nails that have been destroyed by my job. The goop under my nails is a combo of dirt, and rotten produce juices. Free manicure set..booya.
At this point, cloud 9 was officially occupied. It was finally time to watch some tiny men play baseball. They look tiny from the bleachers. Seats over $20 are just not an option.
Naturally it took me 20 minutes to fully burn through the froyo. It’s not a baseball game without (vegan) burgers and fries! The stadium has field roast products, yahoo. I can only hope the bun was vegan. If not..C’est la vie.
The Mariners lost, I was full of free fun, and the day was superb! Who really goes to sporting events to watch the game anyway..not this girl. Just like the airport, it’s a free place to people watch! Oh, and I don’t really have a diary. I tried keeping one when I was under the age of 10, but I realized I liked running around my hood more than writing in the book.
Q: What was the last sporting event you attended?