Fun and fistfights in Reno
Our trip to Reno was pretty eventful. The Spirit of the Dance pretty much sucked. I couldn't stop laughing when they'd try to have some sort of plot. Please, just dance, don't talk and for pete's sake, don't sing! All the men were paired off with women doing these couple-esque moves, but the guys were so gay
that it wasn't believeable at all. I nearly lost it when the cast came out in bright yellow cowboy hats and proceeded to square dance. I was so stunned that I couldn't laugh I just made that face.
Saturday, we were about to head home when we went for another quick money-losing extravaganza in the casino. I was down quite a bit at this point and worrying how I'd get to payday with my remaining cash but bet $20 anyway. There I am, playing away, when I bet 3 quarters instead of my usual 1 and wa-la! I won 600 quarters!!
While I was waiting for my booty to register, this woman sat down next to me, put some money in the machine, and left. I assumed that she'd worked through her money but then Andrea sat there and said 'ooh, look, there's money in this machine!' I told her that it was bad karma to play it, but hey free money is free money. So she started playing and was losing nicely until the woman came back about 10 minutes later. This woman had fully expected all of her money to be there when she came back. Hello lady, it's a casino. Loose money is loose money and stops being yours when you leave it unattended. Of course, had she said to me 'I'm going to pee, can you keep an eye on my money?' I would have gladly done so. But I assumed that she wasn't coming back.
So....the woman, Andrea, and I have words about this. I'm trying to explain it to her, that she left her money and shouldn't expect it back. Andrea cashed out the remaining $3.50 that was in the machine and gave that to her but that wasn't enough. The woman kept yelling and finally called Andrea an asshole (as if that would get her $$ back).
Meanwhile, my big victory is dampened, but the change lady finally arrived to pay me off. We walk away and the woman's short ass husband follows us and does this kung-fu kind of move where it looks like he's trying to hit Andrea. But he was so short that it was just funny, I was trying not to laugh when he stepped it up and kung-fu'ed again, his big square glasses still making him a sad caricature of Bruce Lee. We walked away with Mr. KungFuManChu still fuming.
Guilt overcame Andrea and she wanted to give the money back, so we head back to the scene of the crime to make amends (even though the woman was a moron to leave her money there). Mr. KungFuManChu sees us coming and assumes that we want to hit Mrs. KungFuManChu, so he starts shoving Andrea and swinging wildly again, only this time it's not funny.
We eventually gave the woman her money back and I told her several times that Mr. KungFuManChu was out of line and could easily go to jail for his escapades. Then the woman tried to bond with Andrea since her son in law is Chinese too. Andrea was not in the mood for national pride and we got the hell out of there.
Lesson learned: if there's money in a machine when you arrive, cash it out and either leave with it or put it aside for at least 15 minutes. No 77 quarters are worth what we went through.