Another Rousing Night of BINGO!

 Ooooweeee it's a chilly 42 degrees this morning here in cloudy overcast California.  There was no transition period ... just BANG and it was winter.  Time to turn up the heat a bit.

Basically I did nothing all day long in preparation for the return to huge crowds moaning and groaning over their loss of cash.  I would do the same.

I arrived in time to sign checks like I was Rockefeller.  I expected lots of Halloween costumes, but alas, the King put the quash on that idea.  There were a few flashing light necklaces hanging around, but no ghouls or ghosts.  It's enough that the peasants have pitchforks and flaming torches.

Sadly for me, my Lady in Waiting, though she said she would be late, did not show up at all.  It's okay because my Fairy Godmother gets me through the worst of the line in record time.  She can count faster than I can tap buttons on the infernal machine.  The problem arises when she leaves to play some of the early games for big bucks.

Thankfully my previous replacement came in to help out.  She said if I ever took off again I would be drawn and quartered.  It seems the infernal machine did its magic on her fingers, causing a $500 received on account, which amounts to a $1,000 shortage.  Yeah, that would make me panic too!!

Here's our setup ... the pink packets on the right are Early Birds, five games.  Then comes the blue packets with twelve games, interspersed with the big green meanies (a hard one to play), the big blue borders where you get twice as many chances to win, followed up by the small green ones closest to me and two even smaller speed games.  These are called much faster, so you better be on your toes.

For $34 you can play every single game.  Most folks spend an average of $60 with some going up as high as $95+.  That's right ... every single Tuesday the peasants dump money on us in the hopes of winning  the $250 prize for each game.  

The OTHER game going on is called Hot Ball.  Each person pays $1.00 for each hot ball game we have (which is two), and they get their hand stamped.  The Hot Ball Number is picked before the game starts and posted on the board.  If you win any Bingo game with THAT NUMBER, you win my $250 pot and the Hot Ball Pot, which can vary in amount up to $1,199.  Never EVER wash your hands, because without that stamp, you do not get the molaah!!

It happens that for the last five weeks, no one has won the Hot Ball pot.  It's unheard of.  Until tonight.  $1,449 was handed out to the screams of the peasants.  I'm not sure if that was happy screams or MAD screams because it wasn't them.  No worries, our SECOND Hot Ball pot is ALSO $1,199.

The screams erupted before the number was even called.  The SECOND pot went bye-bye and another $1,449 was handed out.  Suddenly there were even MORE screams when the first winner won yet ANOTHER GAME!!  You can imagine these were not happy screams.  

Winner winner chicken dinner!  That gal took home $1,699.  Can you imagine?  She probably spent much more than that over the previous weeks, but it's a nice haul just in time for Thanksgiving dinner and Christmas.

I finished out the night showing my stand-in what caused her infernal machine problem and how to fix it.  I cleared the machine and asked for a grand total.  WAIT!!  WHAT??  It said I should have made $1,999 dollars?  That CANNOT BE!  I hate this machine!!

Further investigation into its guts determined that my stand-in did not erase its memory from last week.  Whew!!  That was scary!!  No problemo .... I erased it with relish and mustard!!!  TAKE THAT!!  I also showed her how to do the same should it happen again.  

And so ended another night of peasants screaming and crying over lost milk.  The good news is they were also smiling, so we were safe ..... until next time!!