I told you we went to bingo night a few days ago with our guy who works in services. Well none of us won so we all gave him a ration of complaints about how it’s fixed. Last night was another bingo night. It sounded better than another boring night in the tent so we all went over. Brad (services guy) went early and volunteered to help the local guys setup – and made sure we had a table reserved (sometimes it’s good to have an inside man). This night was Chiefs night. All the Chief Master Sergeants on base did the calling. The Chiefs are the senior ranking enlisted members. They’ve all been around forever and most will be happy to tell you about it. They also thought it was amateur comedy night and tried to be funny (some were successful). Most of the bingo regulars are pretty serious…so they grump back at them when they don’t call fast enough. Once again the services crew had designed a crazy set of bingo layouts on the card – instead of the simple any row up/down/across/diagonal, they design pictures on the card and you have to fill them in. Like an Airplane for example. The last puzzle of the night is the big money puzzle. It’s a progressive type jackpot. If you get a bingo (all black – completely blank out the card) on this last puzzle within a certain number of calls you were to win $300. No one made it…but they continue to call numbers until someone gets a Bingo. And low and behold it happen to be little old me. I won $100 – wahoo! Now I guess I have to buy Brad lunch at Taco Bell after giving him so much lip about Bingo. Here’s a cheesy pic of me and my prize.
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