Friday night bingo has two £500 houses at the end. I had spent a lot of time at home this week so I couldn't wait to go. I went with my husband, his buddy, MIL and her BF.
I went the electronic route which gave me 15 cards. Everyone got free dabbers and candy bars. After collecting the candy bars from all the peeps on a diet we had a nice little candy buffet going. Gala Bingo
gives away some yummy Cadbury chocolate.
We were all scattered around in a row of tables. The session was ready start and I noticed the caller. He's the guy that usually calls Party Bingo
and goes around reading out serial numbers for the bingo caller to verify a valid claim. He was now in a suit and tie and had made it to the main stage. This was the same guy that MIL had stopped in town with his wife and baby to discuss a complaint she had about the Gibraltar promotion. All I could think was "poor guy". If she doesn't win tonight he's gonna get an ear full. I also thanked God that I wasn't sitting with her.
My husband says that he hates bingo cause he never wins. We both had electronic bingo and you have to tap the screen each time a number is called so it marks your cards. If you miss any numbers, it'll catch up automatically next time you tap the screen. Well, of course he assumes that he's not winning. I look over and he's not even watching his machine. He's people watching. I'm tapping his machine and he needs one number for a full house
. I think my eyes glowed red. I whispered to him, "I could slap the crap out of you but I don't want you to miss any more numbers".
We ended the night with not a single win among any of us. I took my purse full of candy bars and bolted out of there before MIL had a nightcap with the caller