This week at work, we had a celebration for the padres. They are our local pro-baseball team and this year, Northrop is sponsoring some tickets for the local military. Good excuse for an employee engagement party. Now I don’t know much about baseball, but one of my cubicle mates (aka another person who shares the space we call a desk at work with me) suggested that we could get baseballs signed by Randy Jones, number 35. After some amount of chatter, I pulled out the last 10 dollars in my wallet and off went my mate to get baseballs. He got a dozen balls and took three with him. The rest I had in my bag. Standing in line, I started giving away balls. By the end, I had four balls all of which were signed by Randy Jones. Leaving, I stopped to talk with Terry, the company photographer. He got a great photograph of me with the balls and unknown to me, the team Mascot–the Friar.
One ball given to the photographer, another ball to my cubicle mate left me with two signed balls. Not sure what to do with them–but I am sure that we will find someone who will love them as presents.