I Suppose I Could Use It to Pack Our Lunch Next Time

There are other things I've been keeping secret from you. You could walk right past me and never guess it, IF we were in the woods...

Hick and I went to the casino last Wednesday, to get our RealTree camouflage backpack cooler! I've posed it here on a kitchen stool. Stuffed with a hoard collection of plastic bags that Hick makes me save, so he can take them to his Storage Unit Store to bag up the merchandise he sells. It was pretty flat until I plumped it up to pose.

You may notice that I've put my camouflage metal water bottle, from the previous visit, in the side pocket. There's another mesh pocket on the opposite side. This could be used as a regular backpack, but it is indeed insulated and waterproof. The lining is a one-piece gray material with a thickness to preserve temperature.

If I was a drinking woman with a penchant for sitting in the woods, I could fill up my camo backpack with ice and a 6-pack, with a bottle of water to stay hydrated. As it is, my camo backpack will probably sit around the house, unless I gift it to Genius for Christmas. He's all about the drinking part. No so much the sitting in the woods.

This time Hick and I couldn't double up on our weekly and daily FREE MONEY comps. He had $15, and I had $25. No food comps, either, since we'd already used it for the month. After paying for our lunch, I wished we'd just gone hungry.

I had the Garbage Nachos. They're listed as having: Tortilla chips topped with taco beef, cheese sauce, shredded cheese, jalapenos, black olives, chili beans, pico de gallo, salsa and sour cream. Sounds pretty filling, right? To be fair, I did ask them to leave off the jalapenos and beans. But somehow, I expected to see more topping.

Not a fan of the canned cheese. And I think they were a bit chintzy with the salsa and sour cream. Never saw any pico de gallo, and the taco beef was somewhere under a couple of chips. I ate about 1/4 of it, and then scavenged what Hick had left in his cardboard basket.

Hick asked for the same Pulled Pork Special that we had last time. It was listed on the little blackboard easel out front. What he got was not what he had before!

This time, they gave him a pulled pork sandwich on Texas toast, with tater tots! He'd specifically asked for the Pulled Pork Special with fries. There he is looking at his top layer of Texas toast, bewildered. Also because he had to go ask for BBQ sauce. Anyhoo...I got the bottom piece of toast, a couple scraps of shredded pork, and the last five tater tots. Don't you worry that Hick didn't get enough. He also had a slice of strawberry cheesecake, while I went without dessert this time.

Let's just say we were not impressed with our meal. We waited in line 20 minutes (with only two people ahead of us), and waited at the table for another 15. That's valuable gambling time! As Hick sat mute, fiddling with his phone, I declared that I felt like walking out the gate and playing until the food came. Hick looked at me like I was crazy, then said, "Go ahead. Nobody's stopping you." The look in his eye indicated there'd be trouble on the horizon if I did. So I stayed put, having a 90-minute sweave home with him later.

Hick got an earful, though. "I don't know what could be taking so long. My food is chips, which they just throw in a box and dump stuff over. Yours is the special, so obviously it's already made up, probably yesterday, and they need to get rid of it. It can't take 15 minutes to throw fries in some grease." I guess it was worse for the man who'd been ahead of us in line, and didn't get his own food until after we did. Hope he hadn't ordered the Pulled Pork Sandwich!

The lady taking orders was so incompetent that I refused to use my points to pay for the meal. She could barely process a debit card. She was an older lady, and I know how I am with technology. So I didn't bear her any ill will. I just refused to be a party to prolonging the wait for everyone behind me. When Hick went to get his BBQ sauce, the lady handing it out said that they were shorthanded. That two gals (TWINS) had just quit. So I suppose everybody was filling in for an unfamiliar job.

Tomorrow, the gambling.