Bingo...
The bingo gods hate me. We got dumped on with another winter storm. I braved the snowy roads and slush flinging semis to get to Tama. They had $5000 bingo today. For those of you who think bingo is just that thing that the little old ladies at church do, let me enlighten you.
They have serious bingo at Tama. Serious! Sixteen games paying out $5000 each. That's worth the snow and slush. It kept away some buses (yes, they bus in people from the far reaches). It wasn't too busy. I had my troll. I had a new dauber. I had a aisle seat reservation. I ordered my chicken strips. I had my beverage. I was raring to go.
I got a big nothing. I was down to one number twice and was down to two numbers for the jackpot blackout that would have paid $13,000. I had SEVEN chances at getting the two numbers for the jackpot. Nothing.
I packed up my dauber and my troll and headed home. The roads were perfect coming home. Irony sucks.
They have serious bingo at Tama. Serious! Sixteen games paying out $5000 each. That's worth the snow and slush. It kept away some buses (yes, they bus in people from the far reaches). It wasn't too busy. I had my troll. I had a new dauber. I had a aisle seat reservation. I ordered my chicken strips. I had my beverage. I was raring to go.
I got a big nothing. I was down to one number twice and was down to two numbers for the jackpot blackout that would have paid $13,000. I had SEVEN chances at getting the two numbers for the jackpot. Nothing.
I packed up my dauber and my troll and headed home. The roads were perfect coming home. Irony sucks.
1 Comments:
Never in my life have I seen anything like Bingo for Big Money. Yikes.
I worked bingo for Spawn's school this past fall and wow, it was a lot different from the days I remember, sitting in the school cafeteria with the priest reading off the numbers.
But it was fun.
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