Lansing Lugnuts |
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July 20, 2007 |
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June 25, 2010 |
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June 24, 2011 |
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June 2, 2012 |
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August 16, 2016 |
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July 18, 2025 |
The photos immediately above this text are from an outing we took through
where my wife Donna worked as a hospice nurse (now a retired RN as casual
labor when
needed). The first three dates starting at the top of the page were all
from church group outings at Immanuel Lutheran Church where Donna is a
member. July 18, 2025 was another such an outing. We were asked by the person
coordinating the event at the church if we would like to buy tickets as a
part of the group. And we did.
There are no pictures for July 18, 2025 because Donna and I were denied entry into the Lugnuts Stadium. Since I do not anticipate taking any further Lugnuts photos, I combined the two Lugnuts folders I had in my inventory into a single folder. The following text is from my photo notes explaining the reason. Donna and I showed up at the stadium with tickets we had purchased for another Immanuel Lutheran Church outing after all these years. We were unaware you could not bring most purses, or any bag bigger than a small fanny pack into the stadium. I had placed a sweatshirt in an Audubon Field Bag I had just received a few days prior to the Friday night game. I was told I could take it back to my car, or put it in a locker there at the entrance. I went over to look at the locker, and you had to be able to scan a q-code in order to use one (for a fee of $10). My flip phone cannot scan anything. I asked if there were any cash options, and was told no. The field bag had come in a flat envelope about the size of a sheet of paper. When I first received it, I did not believe it could be the bag, the envelope was so small. It was the sweatshirt that gave the bag bulk. I took my sweatshirt out, and started to approach the security wand area while trying to fold the bag in order to show that folded back to its original size, I could fit it into the sweatshirt pocket. The woman who had originally denied my (with the bag) entry came to that area to let me know she had already told me I could not take the bag in. She would not even listen to the fact that empty the bag could be fit into a pocket smaller than the little basket I had just place my keys into. So, I asked to see a manager, and was told to stand over by the wall. I had not yet realized Donna had been told her purse (small by most standards) was too big also. Once I found that out, after telling the manager the situation, I said just give us a refund on our tickets and we will simply go home. The manager tried to justify their behavior with the excuse that these had been the rules for three years. I explained we had not been there for five years. Now I know it had been almost nine years. He also told me every other stadium had similar rules, specifically naming MSU, my alma mater, as an example. I had no intention of going to any MSU stadium these days because of the cost. But he unwittingly added one more negative to my experiences at MSU in the last decade indicating they were becoming more technology oriented, and less people oriented. The one positive at the Lugnuts was another security woman who stayed with us until the manager came. When he said he could not refund our money, we would have to go to the box office for that, she walked us over there and intervened so we would not have to stand in a long line and explain everything all over again. |
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These photos immediately above show the size my bag can be folded to
without a bulky sweatshirt in it. It would have easily fit into the pocket
on the front of my sweatshirt. But, it has been my experience that
businesses fall into basically two categories. Those who are rules
oriented, and those who are people oriented. I tend to avoid doing any
business with those who are rules oriented. There is usually no room for
common sense in their rules. When Jesus spoke of the difference between
those who obey the spirit of the law, versus those who strictly adhere to
the letter of the law (and often break the spirit of the law feeling
justified by the letter of the law), He spoke basically about the same
thing. I still believe my logic in this situation could have met both with
regard to my bag.
Some additional thoughts for those who actually listen. My wife's purse is 9" wide by 6" high by 6" deep when it is jammed with her stuff. Relatively small by purse standards. A lot of women were being told they would have to take their purse back to their car, or rent a $10 locker, in just the short time we were waiting to speak with a manager. In our case we did not have the ability to do that even if we wanted. It required scanning a q-code to do so. So, without any other options, we were told at ages 72 years old and 74 years old we needed to walk back to the parking ramp, then back to the game on a relatively hot day. In fact, as we were departing for home, a friend of ours was entering the ramp doing just that with his wife's purse. The mechanical technology has been around for years to have lockers that accept cash. Of course, if it were cash, people would more readily realize how outrageous $10 is. The Scripture admonition to avoid greed in all its forms is widely ignored by our culture. The final indignity of the day was it cost us three dollars for less than a purposeless hour just to exit the ramp. The Lugnuts are now on my avoid list. Consumers really have all the power. Just stop doing business with those who treat you poorly. But usually we do not. |
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