That reminds me . . .
This article was in this mornings sports section.
Zim.
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I traded a Snickers bar for a $135 Redskins ticket
https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/dc-sports-bog/wp/2017/12/18/i-traded-a-snickers-bar-for-a-135-redskins-ticket/
The first woman who saw my sign almost spoiled the entire bit.
So there I was, outside FedEx Field, offering to trade a candy bar for a Redskins ticket, hoping to demonstrate (in a mildly amusing fashion) just how low ticket demand was for Sunday’s Redskins-Cardinals game, because we could all use a bit of amusement in our lives about now. Haha. Ha. My initial plan was to trade lukewarm Papa John’s pizza for tickets, but I wasn’t in the mood to find lukewarm Papa John’s pizza at 10 a.m. on a Sunday, so on my way to FedEx Field I stopped at a CVS and bought four candy bars, plus a few less appealing snacks: Necco Wafers, a cheese stick, some raisin boxes and a box of Cheerios. I also grabbed some poster board, and when I got to FedEx Field, I created my beautiful sign: “Will Trade CANDY For a Ticket.”
This was about 11:30 a.m. I turned around, took perhaps a dozen steps, and then Nona Alexander said she would give me a ticket. But she didn’t want any candy.
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(Article does continue. Zim.)
Mad Poet Strikes Again.
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