Thursday, March 23, 2006

Oh, 69!



I got roped into being the ball whore for free bingo at work last night. Free drinks and dinner, who can pass that up, right?

The bar was packed with older folks, very serious about their free bingo and the "Dollar Tree"-esque prizes they might win...

I wanted to blow the place up, seriously.

Old Bitch: I need new cards, I don't like these numbers.

ME: Seriously? How do you know, we haven't even started yet!

That happened about 37 times. Needless to say, but the second game I was shitfaced. So was my caller.

There was another woman...Alice, every single number we called, if it didn't cement her a bingo win, she called out, "NO!" Every. Single. Number.

Our waitress is on methadone (for pain, not heroin addiction!) and she moves like she's in a vat of molasses. Good think we had a microphone, or we would've never gotten drinks!

Caller: Hey, Rhoda, can we get another round over here?!?!

Yeah, good times.

I probably won't answer my phone next Wednesday...

5 Comments:

Blogger mikster said...

Bingo is serious business huh?...lol

Thursday, March 23, 2006 9:59:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Careful girl.. those bingo ladies are scary.

Thursday, March 23, 2006 10:15:00 AM  
Blogger Nihilistic said...

Did anyone bring out their little good luck trolls and set them up around them?

Thursday, March 23, 2006 12:18:00 PM  
Blogger Some Random Girl said...

Your blog loooks fabulous!!!! Don't you love it!??

Thursday, March 23, 2006 3:09:00 PM  
Blogger mikster said...

Hey....nice new look!

Thursday, March 23, 2006 4:37:00 PM  

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