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Bingo!!!

When I first turned 18 I used to go to bingo. I could finally legally gamble and had been waiting to win some serious cash. So occasionally me and a friend or family would go somewhere to play it, like Big B Bingo. For awhile this turned into something fun to go check out on the regular.

One day my mom and I went together. She was a little reluctant about going because she was more in the mood for having a good, rowdy time. I don't know if you've ever been to this venue but it is pretty much the exact opposite of "rowdy".

I'll set the scene for you. The people there are very serious about their bingo and it is quiet enough that you could hear a pin drop. Oh well, we still decided to go just for a few rounds. My mom had a drink or two before knowing there wouldn't be alcohol there so our table was already a little bit louder than the rest. We finally got our boards and got a couple games in.

All of sudden my mom was asking the person next to her if the pattern on her board was a winner for that round but before she heard the answer I heard her yell out "BINGO!!!"...everyone looked at us awaiting the verdict that it was indeed a bingo. The people at the front of the room double checked her numbers and IT WASN'T A BINGO. Once this was announced everyone was giving us looks and glares. I looked at my mom out of the corner of my eye wondering why she just yelled that out without knowing and disturbing all the peace! She shrugged and we left a few games later and without any winnings.

Needless to say, we now just stick to beer bingo at The Vig. 🍻💲😂

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