As I have mentioned once before, I have had more wedding adventures lately. The last wedding I attended was particularly awesome, because it was surprisingly profitable for me. Yes, I know that sounds a little odd, if not shady, so let me explain.
For this wedding, we had to travel to Winnipeg. As it turns out, my friend's boyfriend passed through Winnipeg once long ago, and he made a stop at a local casino. Out of sheer nostalgia, we decided to pass through and check it out. Normally, I'm not much of a gambler, but the groom told me, "look, I can't go, but somebody should gamble a little bit. At least one bet, that's all I ask for."
Well, orders are orders, I suppose. I threw down 20 bucks at the roulette table, fully expecting to lose it. Oddly enough, I didn't, so I hung out for a while. People were waiting for me, though, so I eventually got impatient and doubled on what I had left. The end result was that I walked out of the casino 60 dollars richer.
However, that was only the beginning of my hot streak. During the reception, the same friend with the boyfriend was dancing with a few other guys. It was pretty innocent, but apparently others got the wrong idea. Apparently, several people thought that something slightly less than moral was going to go down.
When I discovered this fact, I scoffed. Still, the person I was talking to was absolutely convinced, and she wouldn't believe me. Hence,
Me: "Look, I'm telling you, it's not like that."
Her: "Yes it is!"
Me: "How sure are you? Would you put your money where your mouth is?"
Her: "Oh yeah"
Me: "This is a sucker's bet, you know that, right? I've known this person for far longer, and I'm telling you"
Her: "20 bucks. I'll bet 20 bucks."
Me: "Um, okay."
*we shake hands on it*
Me: "I don't get why you'd make that bet knowing that she has a boyfriend ..."
Her: "She has a boyfriend?! Aw crap ..."
Make that 80 dollars I won that weekend (side note: we did get an impartial 3rd party to rule that the bet was still valid, because we shook on it).
Even after that, the story gets better. I was talking to an old friend of mine on the dance floor, when a song came on that made us reminisce. She couldn't remember the name of the artist, but I insisted it was Mark Morrison. She insisted I was wrong. A bet was made. The loser had to buy the winner a drink of the winner's choice.
She was so absolutely convinced I was wrong that she asked several people on the dance floor. When that failed to yield any conclusive results, she resolved to check on the computer in the hotel lobby (once the reception finished). Well, after the night was done, I had to go help run an errand, but we dropped her off first. When we met up a little later, I asked her who the artist was. Mark Morrison. Up to this point, the running count for my weekend was 80 bucks and 1 free drink.
Finally, on the plane ride home, I sat next to someone who had also attended the wedding. This person was also of the mentality that something shady was on the verge of happening the day before. And since the parties involved were headed back to the same city, she still held out hope that something would happen. Mind you, this person had been present when the first 20 dollar bet was made. It's not like I was running a scam here by withholding information. Still, she also was willing to put money on this; it was a smaller amount (5 dollars), but it was profit for me nonetheless.
So, in conclusion:
For this wedding, we had to travel to Winnipeg. As it turns out, my friend's boyfriend passed through Winnipeg once long ago, and he made a stop at a local casino. Out of sheer nostalgia, we decided to pass through and check it out. Normally, I'm not much of a gambler, but the groom told me, "look, I can't go, but somebody should gamble a little bit. At least one bet, that's all I ask for."
Well, orders are orders, I suppose. I threw down 20 bucks at the roulette table, fully expecting to lose it. Oddly enough, I didn't, so I hung out for a while. People were waiting for me, though, so I eventually got impatient and doubled on what I had left. The end result was that I walked out of the casino 60 dollars richer.
However, that was only the beginning of my hot streak. During the reception, the same friend with the boyfriend was dancing with a few other guys. It was pretty innocent, but apparently others got the wrong idea. Apparently, several people thought that something slightly less than moral was going to go down.
When I discovered this fact, I scoffed. Still, the person I was talking to was absolutely convinced, and she wouldn't believe me. Hence,
Me: "Look, I'm telling you, it's not like that."
Her: "Yes it is!"
Me: "How sure are you? Would you put your money where your mouth is?"
Her: "Oh yeah"
Me: "This is a sucker's bet, you know that, right? I've known this person for far longer, and I'm telling you"
Her: "20 bucks. I'll bet 20 bucks."
Me: "Um, okay."
*we shake hands on it*
Me: "I don't get why you'd make that bet knowing that she has a boyfriend ..."
Her: "She has a boyfriend?! Aw crap ..."
Make that 80 dollars I won that weekend (side note: we did get an impartial 3rd party to rule that the bet was still valid, because we shook on it).
Even after that, the story gets better. I was talking to an old friend of mine on the dance floor, when a song came on that made us reminisce. She couldn't remember the name of the artist, but I insisted it was Mark Morrison. She insisted I was wrong. A bet was made. The loser had to buy the winner a drink of the winner's choice.
She was so absolutely convinced I was wrong that she asked several people on the dance floor. When that failed to yield any conclusive results, she resolved to check on the computer in the hotel lobby (once the reception finished). Well, after the night was done, I had to go help run an errand, but we dropped her off first. When we met up a little later, I asked her who the artist was. Mark Morrison. Up to this point, the running count for my weekend was 80 bucks and 1 free drink.
Finally, on the plane ride home, I sat next to someone who had also attended the wedding. This person was also of the mentality that something shady was on the verge of happening the day before. And since the parties involved were headed back to the same city, she still held out hope that something would happen. Mind you, this person had been present when the first 20 dollar bet was made. It's not like I was running a scam here by withholding information. Still, she also was willing to put money on this; it was a smaller amount (5 dollars), but it was profit for me nonetheless.
So, in conclusion:
- Random trivia like artist names & songs can be useful in very select circumstances
- I either got very, very lucky for a weekend, or I know some suckers
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