Janitor
Greenville Braves
Mauldin, South Carolina, United States
Moved to the Upstate of South Carolina with no job prospects and found work cleaning a minor-league baseball park. My main task was to strap on a leaf blower and direct peanut shells row-by-row into the aisles, where my teammates would sweep them into dustpans. We weren't given ear protection (it was the 1990s) so I wore a Walkman. There was an aircraft maintenance facility nearby and sometimes huge military planes would appear from my blind side, banking low over the ballpark on a shakedown… Show more Moved to the Upstate of South Carolina with no job prospects and found work cleaning a minor-league baseball park. My main task was to strap on a leaf blower and direct peanut shells row-by-row into the aisles, where my teammates would sweep them into dustpans. We weren't given ear protection (it was the 1990s) so I wore a Walkman. There was an aircraft maintenance facility nearby and sometimes huge military planes would appear from my blind side, banking low over the ballpark on a shakedown run, and scare the crap out of me. On one occasion, I was tasked with cleaning the picnic area on the edge of the parking lot. Someone had been barbecuing the night before, and I disposed of the charcoal ashes and picnic supplies. The whole "douse and stir" process wasn't a mandatory procedure (It was the 1990s). Later, while I was cleaning the back parking lot, I saw black smoke billowing from a dumpster. Who knew peanut shells, stale hotdogs and tobacco spit were so flammable? Anyway, my boss runs out there with a fire extinguisher, uses it up, and then THROWS IT INTO THE FIRE. That's my favorite part of the story. He got in more flak for that than I did for the fire. Show less