Our travels put us at River Bend Casino in Wyandotte, Oklahoma, near supper time. The Pony had his heart (and taste buds) set on steak, but agreed to put that off until the next day as well. So we supped at the deli in River Bend. I had the chicken tenders with fries and slaw, Hick had a quarter pound hot dog and loaded baked potato, The Pony had the chicken tenders and onion rings, Friend had a chicken sandwich and fries, and Genius had something I can't remember, perhaps a wrap of some kind.
Anyhoo...while I was helping myself to a cup of Diet Coke from the soda fountain, and BBQ sauce from the pumper thingy, the guys went around the corner and chose a table. Huh. They moved two round tables together, and picked their seats. (Heh, heh! My 13-year-old self just typed: PICKED THEIR SEATS!) This left me with a choice of sitting at a table with Genius and Friend, or at the other table with Hick and The Pony. Kind of.
As you can see, I was in No-Woman's Land. Neither fish nor foul. A gal without a table. Two tables diverged in a casino deli, and I couldn't couldn't choose one less occupied by, because neither had room for me. If the tables had remained separate, I could have sat at one. The way it was, I had to sit in between, and have part of my stuff on one table, and part on the other. Just another indignity to which I've sadly grown accustomed.
Oh, and Hick said he'd get me a cup of ketchup as he went back for his soda.
How sad is THAT? Hick is obviously not a ketchup lover like The Pony and Val. Thank goodness The Pony volunteered to go get me some REAL ketchup, not just a couple drops! You may notice that Hick has two cups of Diet Coke. Imagine if I'd volunteered to bring him soda, and set down a cup with a couple sips.
Too bad I was so involved in chowing down that I didn't get a picture of my plate. The slaw was excellent! The chicken and fries were above average. Our culinary gaming tour will continue after the Saturday CENTSus.
Mrs. C sometimes brings me a glass of water and she always fills it about an inch and a half less than I would fill it. I usually say nothing cause I am not THAT stupid. Not sure pushing two round tables together makes much sense...OK, I am sure, it makes no sense.
ReplyDeleteYou are wise not to mention the 1.5 inch discrepancy in your water wishes and the water delivered by Mrs. C.
DeleteI guess the round table joining was meant to make me feel included, like we were all together. Which we were. But physically it didn't make much sense.
I would have missed "picked their seats" if you did not point it out...my 13-year-old-self is losing it.
ReplyDeleteOH NO! I hope your 13-year-old self is not growing up!
DeleteHeh, heh, "growing up"...wait, nothing 13 year-oldish about that...never mind.
DeleteI double-dare you to one day get Hick a cup only a quarter filled with soda.
ReplyDelete"picked their seats" had me remembering a jeweller's advertisement from when I was a teenager, they stated they had a quiet private room upstairs for couples wanting to choose engagement and wedding rings, the ad stated "come to P----- where you can pick your ring in peace"
Hick would never make the connection between his quarter-soda and my skimpy ketchup delivered by him. That would take all the fun out of the revenge.
DeleteNO! Picking your ring, even in a quiet upstairs private room, is just wrong! Even to my 13-year-old self.
You should have had Hick change seats with you!!
ReplyDeleteHick does not take kindly to change. It's best not to poke the bear.
DeleteHick short changed you! hope you hit a jackpot and showed him.
ReplyDeleteWow! Five casinos in one day. You are a real Casino Palooza kind of gal.
No big jackpots for me this trip. Even Steven collected on my good fortune from last time. I had a great time, though. So many casinos, so little time!
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