As the slogan goes, "If you want it served fancy, get it from Clancy. In order to make up for what he calls his lack of natural talent, Hahn put his mechanical engineering degree to good use.
The University of Maryland graduate, who works at stadiums in the D. His latest version of the device sheers the lids off of two beer cans simultaneously. The Robo-Vendor, as Hahn's fans and colleagues sometimes call him, can open and pour two beers in six seconds. For the next 57 years, Ferrone hawked soda, peanuts, beer, and programs at Chicago's baseball mecca before leaving the job late in the season. He began vending full-time in , working both Cubs and White Sox games for several years before eventually giving up his gig on the South Side.
Ferrone sold programs at Wrigley Field in the seasons leading up to his retirement and often said he hoped to be the first vendor elected to baseball's Hall of Fame. Flake tells you everything you need to know about him in his booming sales pitch. He's not the milkman. He's not the mailman.
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I'm commiserating with the Sox fans about the tough luck and diplomatically telling the Detroit fans that they're lucky to see Cabrera swinging the bat so well tonight. Then the Tigers pretty rapidly hang five runs on starter John Danks and suddenly I'm out of hot dogs and heading to the commissary for a refill.
People tip in what I feel is a pretty generous manner, especially given my early-inning shakiness. And I find I can really never tell who's going to be especially generous. The expense account guys near the front ask for their quarters back and the cheap seats fan with the nylon wallet gives me two bucks extra while buying his kid a dog. Two maybe-inebriated millennials receive their change and laugh their asses off when they see I haven't taken the initiative to tip myself. A lot of kids give me a huge smile and an adorable "thank you" when I hand over the food, and that feels the best of anything all day, because I'm not made of stone.
Attendance: 28, Capacity: Innings Worked: 7 Distance Walked: 6. The commissaries begin closing down at the beginning of the seventh inning. I've been told that I can work as long as I have dogs left, but the seventh spells the end of re-ups. I hang in there through the top of the eighth and return with five unsold dogs that I'm refunded for. The counter in my pocket suggests I've sold 80 hot dogs in a little over two hours, and once I cash out, the receipts confirm it.
There were five other hot dog vendors working that night, and hot dogs sold overall. So I actually accounted for Pulling my weight as a hot dog vendor is my proudest achievement since Nearly a hundred bucks for an hour of standing around and just over two hours of walking around, chatting with people, and taking in a ballgame.
Not a bad take, and all of it was donated to White Sox Charities. I return my vendor belt, thank everyone for being incredibly nice about me horning in on their jobs for an evening, and start to think about heading home.
Before I leave, I stop to talk with La Papa one more time. Once I share my numbers it becomes clear that I've done better than he expected. I'm the kind of tired where the beer I open when I get home is automatically the greatest of my life.
Vendors work hard, and even the ones who don't carry a tray full of beers or a metal hot dog box have to cover a lot of ground. Aches and pains are a certainty at some point, as are rainy days and entire low-attendance bad years. But if you can put up with the lows, following a career path as a vendor can be attractive.
You spend the summer outdoors, get caught up in the crowd's excitement and disappointment, and chat with people who are relaxed and in a good mood. No one's emailing you 2, word think pieces about how sitting too much is killing you, and your boss isn't going to pop up over your shoulder and catch you on Twitter.
You're a tiny part of something people love, and almost every single customer is pretty happy to see you. Most customer service jobs don't offer nearly that much job satisfaction. Of course, come Monday, I'm back to my regular life and regular job.
As Thrillist revealed, seniority also plays a role. More experienced workers get first dibs on what they sell, as well as what part of the stadium they sell it in unless the venue's sales manager organizes this.
Up to workers might be selling at any given game, and the ones doing it longest get to sell the best items from the priciest brands, translating to bigger commissions and better tips. The games, themselves, tip the scales, too. At day games, vendors can sell through the eighth inning as opposed to the seventh at night games.
Good weather bodes well for sales, as does excitement, from team rivalries to neck-and-neck scores.
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