Surfin' on a Rocket. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Casinos and stupid people. Correlation? Well, I don't remember every single detail of the conversation I had with the woman whom I'm about to describe. But, I remember most of it, and I think the gist of it will come across nicely in any case. Me: Thank you for calling Harrahs Tunica, my name is Charity, how may I assist you? Retard: Yes, I have a question about winnings. Me: Alright, I'll do my best to answer that for you. Retard: Yes. So I was sitting at a machine, and I thought I broke it. I was sitting there, and the light on top starts flashing, and there weren't any coins coming out, and it said something like "winner pay $3000." Me: (pretending to be excited) Oh, great! Retard: Yes, and I thought I broke it, so I got up and walked off. Me: ..... Retard: Did that mean I won anything? Me: (trying to figure out if this was a prank call or what) Ummm, yes, I think you did. Retard: Oh. Because I thought I broke it, because I put in a coin, and it didn't do anything, and I put in another coin, and it started blinking and it said something about "winner $3000". Me: Well, uh, I think that meant you won $3000. Retard: Oh, really? Me: Yeah. Um. Because, what usually happens is you sit there and wait until an attendant comes and pays you the money. It doesn't pay out $3000 in coins. Retard: Oh, because I thought I had broken it. So, if I walk away from it, do you think there's any way I can get the money? Me: ..... Me: Probably not. Retard: Oh. Well, is there any way I can call someone to find out for sure? Me: Uh, sure. Here's the number to the property directly. I swear to everything holy, if I knew for a fact that that call wasn't being monitored, I wouldn't have hesitated to call that dumbass a fucking moron. 11:32 p.m. - 2003-04-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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