My 10-year old daughter and I were at the Yankees game last night – watching it from a Game/Party Suite.
First, yes, it was obscenely nice. Being there, I really felt like Billy Ray Valentine when he was first being told that Louis Winthorpe’s home was now his place.
But, what struck me the most was the customer service level from the staff working both inside the suite and those outside the suite, at the will call reception desk, the elevator, etc. It was five-star hotel level. Maybe more…
The suite staff treated you like what you would expect from high-end reception hall personnel at a wedding – when you were the bride or groom. No lie: I could not imagine them being any more professional or nicer.
My daughter had so much fun…she told me that she never wanted to leave.
Of course, for me, again, it was like Ponyboy Curtis taking a walk with Cherry Valance. It was thrillingly awkward. But, I am so glad that I was invited to attend the suite, experience it for the first time, and treat my daughter to it as well.