Let’s face it squarely – neither Brad’s nor my mind is as sharp as it used to be. In a casino especially we find we need to compensate for this. We play slower and make our sessions shorter so we don’t play tired. We depend on each other when one has a “senior moment” and needs to check a strategy rule.
So in and out of casinos, this teamwork usually works pretty well. However, for several years we have kidded around about what would happen if we both get hit with a senior moment at the same time. Well…….it happened…..and it wasn’t very funny.
We had just finished a side-by-side session playing $1 Deuces Wild. Brad cashed out his small ticket and gave it to me to put in my machine, which had a bigger credit amount since I had just hit 4 deuces and the $1000 racked up on the machine. (I love when they don’t do handpays when you haven’t hit a W2-G amount.) The total on my machine was now $1510. I got out my little calendar diary and recorded the necessary figures, put the book back in my purse, gathered up my water bottle and jacket, and walked to meet Brad who was watching the penny Keno players on a nearby bank. We walked together to the gift shop to see if there was anything we wanted or needed but there wasn’t so we headed for the garage. Got in the car, and started down the ramp to the exit.
Suddenly I had a panicky thought and turned to Brad, “Did you get our ticket?” He looked through his wad of bills because sometimes he puts tickets in with his money if we will be going back to that casino fairly soon. Will save us feeding the machine the next time. While he is looking through his pockets, I quickly look in the Ziploc bag for this casino that I have in my purse. Sometimes we keep the tickets in there to save for the next visit.
It only took a minute to realize that we had left $1510 in the machine. I jumped out of the car and literally ran through the casino back to that machine, but in my heart I knew it wouldn’t be there. It wasn’t – I immediately saw that the last cashout was for $1510. I had a tiny hope that perhaps an employee had noticed it and turned it in, but checking with security blasted that hope.
Brad and I just looked at each other – why hadn’t at least one of our minds been functioning better? We agreed, however, that there is no use crying over spilt milk. We had lost a lot more than that in other 2-hour sessions. We will just try to be more careful in the future. And off we went to the next casino on our To-Do list for that day.
However, this is not the end of this story. Stay tuned for a very surprising Part 2!