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Apr. 15th, 2003 07:17 pmI forgot to tell about our profitable trip to AC! (That's Atlantic City to those of you who aren't "in the know.")
First, the bus I was on broke down TWICE. We switched to a new bus in Hoboken and then that one kept stalling out on the highway going 65 mph with cars all around ready to slam into us. We ended up standing on the side of the highway for 45 minutes. This was my young man's favorite part of the trip.
We finally got there around 11 p.m. and had to catch up to the rest of our party. First we had to redeem our bus vouchers. How they do this is they take your driver's license and COPY IT ALL DOWN into some scary database. We took our $15 and felt raped.
Then we visited the historic boardwalk and ate gross fried items and got things at the gift shop. I got a bag with a unicorn on it and an umbrella attached, big score!
Then we decided on the cheesy Wild West casino because it was less soul-killing than the other ones, where little kids sat on the lobby carpet with nothing to do and no supervision while their moms and dads gambled away the rent inside, and the cocktail waitresses were all forty-seven and looked like they were about to cry.
The WW casino had animatronic prospectors and saloon girls, and a little train that ran around, and a band covering Elvis songs. We all did pretty good, winning some or losing just a little. Except one random visiting French girl who came with us, who won $700 at the slots! We all hated her. And she didn't even buy us anything. I guess they don't have karma in France.
The main sport was chasing down cocktail waitresses. I was sorry I did though, because the vodka I drank was basically rubbing alcohol and I felt it hard. I won $40 so it's all ok.
I'm going every Saturday and betting my tips now. Okay, maybe not.
First, the bus I was on broke down TWICE. We switched to a new bus in Hoboken and then that one kept stalling out on the highway going 65 mph with cars all around ready to slam into us. We ended up standing on the side of the highway for 45 minutes. This was my young man's favorite part of the trip.
We finally got there around 11 p.m. and had to catch up to the rest of our party. First we had to redeem our bus vouchers. How they do this is they take your driver's license and COPY IT ALL DOWN into some scary database. We took our $15 and felt raped.
Then we visited the historic boardwalk and ate gross fried items and got things at the gift shop. I got a bag with a unicorn on it and an umbrella attached, big score!
Then we decided on the cheesy Wild West casino because it was less soul-killing than the other ones, where little kids sat on the lobby carpet with nothing to do and no supervision while their moms and dads gambled away the rent inside, and the cocktail waitresses were all forty-seven and looked like they were about to cry.
The WW casino had animatronic prospectors and saloon girls, and a little train that ran around, and a band covering Elvis songs. We all did pretty good, winning some or losing just a little. Except one random visiting French girl who came with us, who won $700 at the slots! We all hated her. And she didn't even buy us anything. I guess they don't have karma in France.
The main sport was chasing down cocktail waitresses. I was sorry I did though, because the vodka I drank was basically rubbing alcohol and I felt it hard. I won $40 so it's all ok.
I'm going every Saturday and betting my tips now. Okay, maybe not.
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Date: 2003-04-15 04:47 pm (UTC)when you win, you tip everyone around
and even give chips to the people next to you
its just good sportsmanship
not enough people do that
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Date: 2003-04-15 05:13 pm (UTC)