What a night... after a great day. My family was gone... gone to a flea market for most of the day. So, I was left to my own devices, which actually ended up being a good thing. And then Becky came home late in the afternoon. And whisked me away to the happiest place on earth. *edit* The smokiest place on earth. It was a very odd thing that happened, going towards the building, I thought, This place looks kind of small. This is comparing to a casino I had been to a few years back, for a wedding.
Then upon entrance, I was a bit swept away. it was quite crowded. I made my way to the line where you get a player's card, and I also got a hat! I have to admit I don't understand the first thing about slots, which can be an aggrivation to say the least. So, I quickly lost interest. Becky had been to this casino once before and was anxiously awaiting "her" machine. Something about Mermaids and Seashells... really bizzare. But right in front of me, and sitting beside me was a very cartoony machine. Something about sheep and explosives... anyway, it was fun just watching the guy beside me, so I thought What the hell!
I popped in what was left of my twenty dollars (out of a possible spending amount of forty). And I let it dwindle away... and then spike up a bit... and then go lower then when I started. It was a machine that seemed to like to tease me.... a little here and a little there... and then... the world got all bright and shiny. And I was swimming in something the locals affectionately referred to as Bonus Land. Bells and whistles going all around me. All together I made enought that I now had 65 dollars... and I started that machine with around 16 or so.
So, I said “Well I will dwindle it down to an even 60.“, of course consulting Becky, with which she said that sounded reasonable. So here I am ... roughly a nickel and a dime at a time. 5 lines at two cents a piece... or 10 lines at one... occasionally getting brave and doing 15 lines at two cents. But I kept winning a little bit here... losing a little there, I was never more anxious to rid myself of $5. If I got winnings of a dollar or more I would curse the machine.
Becky finally nudged me and asked, "You do realize you are the only one getting mad while winning money?" The guy across from me, who was playing the same game had apparently noticed as well, and was chuckling in amusement.
Well, it took awhile but I finally got my winnings down to 60 dollars, and pulled my card out of the machine. And sat now pretty content to just watch her (and "her" confusing machine). Soon my eyes drifted to her money amount, and she was at around 7 dollars. I said something to the effect of, "Oh, it won't be long and you will need your next twenty." And she bowed her head, I asked, "That was your next twenty?" She nodded and I shrugged saying at least she was having fun.
Then a realization hit me, I had only just won all of our money back! The house always wins.
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