Lately, My Working/Groupie Life

I wrote a nice, long, telling post. Pressed “post.” And nothing. Noooo, it was gone, so here I am again, just a few days later, backing my post up, just in case.

Hmm.. so I’ve been doing my best to be a groupie, while working too!! Since Mike only pitches every 3 (or so) days, I get excited for it, and disappointed when I miss it! I’ve had to do some training for my job so had to miss a few games.

Luckily (I think?) some people who work at the stadium are starting to recognize me, so they’ve been letting me in during the 7th inning, if that’s when I make it. “Which one is your boyfriend?” they’d say. “I figured. I was wondering why someone would come to a game by herself, when it’s freezing and raining outside.”

I am the girlfriend that hosts the other girls that visit since I’m the only one that lives here. One teammate went up to Mike one day and asked if his girl could sit with me while she was here. Then Mike asks me to judge them for him. And I sure do.

When I was talking to one of the girls, she asked me a million questions, kind of acting like “I can’t believe you moved here… It’s kind of cool, but kind of crazy.” But by the end of it, I sensed that she sort of wanted to be here with her guy too. A hint of jealousy? Which made me think: I really don’t see Mike as much as you would think. While he’s on a home game stretch, he typically sleeps in, leaves for the field two hours later, and gets back anywhere from 10:30-1 AM. Luckily I’ve been able to find some work while he’s away, so I get to spend the little time with him we do have together. It’s not a lot, but better than if I were 1,000 miles away!

At work, everyone seems to like me. They think my name is badass, or call me “Florida.” The GM calls me “kiddo” and gives me high-fives. The chef used to be a hibachi chef and showed me some of his tricks and cooked me fried rice. They have all figured out why I’m here (omg, my boyfriend, like totally plays baseball…), and either want tickets or buddy up to me because they want to meet his single teammates. I’m making true lasting friends that way, huh.

I did, however, meet one girl who is an actual possible friend. We have similar interests, she’s smart and sweet and she even invited me to this music event downtown (which later she cancelled, but I’m determined not to take personally). I’ve gotta play it cool though, don’t want to seem too anxious... this friend thing is very sudden and new!

I’ve just got to say that I love the way people have accepted me in Greenville. Not that the city threw me a welcome party (which… can we make something like that happen?), but everyone has been very complimentary of me!! Almost every day since we’ve been here, my ego gets a boost, and mostly from strangers.

I’ve been stopped on the street by a car while walking, thinking they needed directions (because I’m pretty much a local by now), but a boy said, “Can I just tell you how absolutely beautiful you are?” while his mother was in the passenger side. A girl at work said I looked like one of those South African pretty people. While I was walking to a game, some other random drunk girl said, “Hey cutie, this guy needs a girlfriend.” And then “this guy” said, “I’d be lucky to have a girlfriend like you!”

I don’t hate it.

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