In my mind I have those crystal clear images of a beautiful, sunny morning, and me on my balcony hanging around with my laptop, playing bingo. It’s simply one of those days when you know that everything will go your way. I know that I’m going to win a Major Jackpot and I’m already imagining what I am going to do with my money. I have all details figured out and that’s the moment when my daydreaming turns back into my reality. I catch myself often daydreaming about having a perfect game of bingo. But the difference between daydreaming and reality…. well, is often too big.
When I first heard about Jackpot Fiesta, I imagined Wonderland of Jackpots where people play bingo all the time and whenever someone calls bingo a Jackpot piñata is smashed. Even one to go winners would go and smash smaller piñatas and very importantly, there were no shared winnings – only one winner per game. When I visited the site in reality I hoped for some pleasant experience – it didn’t have to be the same as in my daydreaming. I entered 80-ball bingo room; there weren’t many players, between 10 and 15 so I thought that I’d have some good chances to win a few games. Everything was slowly turning into a nightmare. Yes, I was one to go winner more times that I could count but the games became very frustrating and difficult to handle. Here’s an example: in one game I got down to one card with one number to go, which was 44. At the end of the game that wasn’t the only card with one needed number, but instead of 44 they called numbers in this order 66, 55, 22, 33 and then, to make things worse 43 and 45! That was just too much for me to handle and I stopped playing.
I got into a state of denial; all that wasn’t happening to me. Honestly, I don’t know what is worse, not being even close to a win or like this, getting so close to a win, but never winning. That happens so often to me – so close and yet so far. I’m going back to my daydreams – it’s pretty over there.
Markotik
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