As I have said in the past, you never know what will happen at Bingo. When you get 130+ people who have been locked up for 18 months, who have become sick and tired of everyone, there's bound to be problems. Just another Bingo night.
Last week ended peacefully, or so we thought, with us walking out the door later than usual. However, people never cease to amaze us. Apparently an entire family came to play. Aunts, uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters ... the usual.
Many times they place bets on who is going to win ... or maybe everyone tosses in an extra $5 for the group to buy extra cards to play. Deciding who gets what when they DO win can be challenging.
The Castle Lawyer handled the infernal machine (cash register) this time. True to its nature, it tried to trip her up a few times, but it all came back ... like riding a bicycle.
The kitchen served up their usual indigestion, the winner of the night being the cheeseburger. I SWEAR I'll never eat another one.
At last it was our time to leave. I put the cash register away, along with everything else. Suddenly the Castle Lawyer was yelling ... WHERE'S THE CASH? What? It's in the cash box! NOOOO ... where's the final payoffs?
Still in the cash register I just put away, where else??? We finally hit the door, yawning all the way. At least there were no 911 calls before we escaped. On the other hand, calling the police always wakes everyone up. Let's hope that doesn't happen again.