... WAS A SUCCESS!!!!!!!!
UNREAL. Here's the story:
(Cam in shock)
Now we are on the road, baby!!
PEACE.
A bunch of us are heading out to Asessippi for a couple days to ski/snowboard... really just to have an overall relaxing fun time/break away from work/school. The six of us decided that we needed to bond as a group before hand, so we went out and enjoyed some bingo this past week (which is a pure social event, try it). Until I got there, I thought we were just going for the bonding experience. The night had an underlying goal however: We were there to "raise" funds for our trip (in other words: just win)! Brilliant.
Side note: 7 o'clock bingo is unreal. It's $10 for the main booklet, but there are way more games and the prizes are doubled.
Okay, so when we were buying our booklets I mentioned that we had a good chance of winning a major prize because I've played on three separate occasions where a person in our group wins $500! ... this was about to be the fourth.
First of all, we were so close at the beginning. Kara was always ONE AWAY for probably 3-4 games! Then out of the blue it happened. Katelyn dabbed when it counted and a bingo came her way. Sadly it was split up three ways, but we didn't care, we had some money towards our trip!
Side note: The only downside to 7 o'clock bingo is that the intermission is almost an hour. We just had the urge to dab, you know?!
Alright... we were down to the finally two games and were extremely satisfied with winning once (especially since you never really expect to win). The penultimate "Wee House" game was way overdue and we knew it was almost time to hear that annoying shrill ring, announcing a machine's victory (the worst sound ever). Nonetheless we persevered; especially Cam (a bingo rookie) who dabbed the most recently called ball and then realized that he was ONE AWAY.
Side note: I love that "one away" feeling. That is probably one of the primary reasons as to why I play. It's the thrill of almost winning, the nerve-racking tension. SO GOOD (don't worry I'm not addicted)! The other primary reason being the fellowship of course, but all in all you just gotta LOVE that "one away" sensation.
Anyways, so Cam is ONE AWAY! Here is what happened in present form detail:
We all immediately abandon our sheets and turn our heads toward the screen to watch the next ball appear... ... N40!!!!!!!!! Snapping our heads back toward Cam, we see that his eyes are glued to his paper as he dabs the winning number (in what seems to be slow motion). His non-dabbing hand then rockets into the air and he is frozen in that position, for what seems like multiple minutes. We all start shouting, "Say bingo, BINGO!" He yells BINGO and we cheer! WOOOOO!
It was a "good bingo", $500 was coming our way! We had overcome the odds and raised a lot of funds for our trip! The whole time we were cheering so loudly and I just felt bad, 'cause I knew everyone hated us at that moment. Meh, it just felt so good to win as a group! We then had trouble focusing on the "Full House Blackout" because of our joy, but it didn't matter, it was snatched up by a stranger and that was that. Overall our "bingo fundraiser" was an unlikely success. Unbelievable. A true underdog story... if you will.
Cam obviously kept a lot of the money, but he did graciously share and now we have cut the cost of our ski trip! Good times.
Side note: 7 o'clock bingo is unreal. It's $10 for the main booklet, but there are way more games and the prizes are doubled.
Okay, so when we were buying our booklets I mentioned that we had a good chance of winning a major prize because I've played on three separate occasions where a person in our group wins $500! ... this was about to be the fourth.
First of all, we were so close at the beginning. Kara was always ONE AWAY for probably 3-4 games! Then out of the blue it happened. Katelyn dabbed when it counted and a bingo came her way. Sadly it was split up three ways, but we didn't care, we had some money towards our trip!
Side note: The only downside to 7 o'clock bingo is that the intermission is almost an hour. We just had the urge to dab, you know?!
Alright... we were down to the finally two games and were extremely satisfied with winning once (especially since you never really expect to win). The penultimate "Wee House" game was way overdue and we knew it was almost time to hear that annoying shrill ring, announcing a machine's victory (the worst sound ever). Nonetheless we persevered; especially Cam (a bingo rookie) who dabbed the most recently called ball and then realized that he was ONE AWAY.
Side note: I love that "one away" feeling. That is probably one of the primary reasons as to why I play. It's the thrill of almost winning, the nerve-racking tension. SO GOOD (don't worry I'm not addicted)! The other primary reason being the fellowship of course, but all in all you just gotta LOVE that "one away" sensation.
Anyways, so Cam is ONE AWAY! Here is what happened in present form detail:
We all immediately abandon our sheets and turn our heads toward the screen to watch the next ball appear... ... N40!!!!!!!!! Snapping our heads back toward Cam, we see that his eyes are glued to his paper as he dabs the winning number (in what seems to be slow motion). His non-dabbing hand then rockets into the air and he is frozen in that position, for what seems like multiple minutes. We all start shouting, "Say bingo, BINGO!" He yells BINGO and we cheer! WOOOOO!
It was a "good bingo", $500 was coming our way! We had overcome the odds and raised a lot of funds for our trip! The whole time we were cheering so loudly and I just felt bad, 'cause I knew everyone hated us at that moment. Meh, it just felt so good to win as a group! We then had trouble focusing on the "Full House Blackout" because of our joy, but it didn't matter, it was snatched up by a stranger and that was that. Overall our "bingo fundraiser" was an unlikely success. Unbelievable. A true underdog story... if you will.
Cam obviously kept a lot of the money, but he did graciously share and now we have cut the cost of our ski trip! Good times.
We also did believe that we were going to win... just sayin'.
Life Lesson: Believe in yourself (even while playing bingo).
Life Lesson: Believe in yourself (even while playing bingo).
(Cam in shock)
Now we are on the road, baby!!
PEACE.
p.s. This is my first time skiing in Manitoba... weird, but understandable.
chea!!
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