Thursday, June 11, 2020

Val Wants to Say One Word to You: Plastics

Okay, we all know that Val wants to say MORE than one word. But PLASTICS is a key part of today's message.

Hick hit the road Wednesday, seeking new merchandise for his Storage Unit Store, at Goodwills and pawn shops down south. Specifically, 90 minutes away in the town where our favorite casino has re-opened. I told him to make sure to stop by, and send me some pictures of their VIRUS-abatement tactics. The Pony told Hick to bring back some donuts from Krispy Kreme.

You know what happened, right?

Hick said he forgot the Krispy Kremes. I wasn't there when he broke the news to The Pony, but there might have been tears involved. Hick DID go to the casino, but took no pictures. I don't know why The Pony and I waste our breath on Hick.

"I went in. They have fences set up like you're waiting for a ride at Six Flags. Nobody was in line. But I had to walk all through that maze to get in. They had signs up saying they recommended that you wear a mask, but they weren't giving out any masks, or making people wear them. I only saw a couple of people with masks. None of the employees were wearing them.

I went to the player's desk to update my card, and they had it blocked where only one person can enter a little door, and go left or right. You can't line up behind each computer station like you did before. The old lady was working, behind some plexiglass. I didn't have no comps. Wasn't I supposed to have some cash?"

"You WERE, but it was for April, and now they're under new management, and say they're going to load it on the slots for you to download with your card, but it won't be ready until August."

"I went to play. I lost $30. I didn't go to look at the cashier. There's no reason, since they didn't give me a cash comp. They had thin pieces of plastic hanging between the slots. Not all the slots. Just some of them. There was no point in taking a picture, because they were clear."

"I still wanted a picture! To see if they have less slots, or have some shut down between others."

"The plastic is so flimsy you can move it. But people sitting next to you can't talk to you. I know how you don't like that. They'd have to get up and stand behind you to talk to you, because of the plastic."

"That doesn't exactly make me feel any better. Now I'll have a weirdo standing BEHIND me talking!"

Heh, heh. They are sure to find a way to weirdo me. Plastic is no match for a weirdo.

Hick is in the doghouse now. He took himself on down the road and ate at THE THROWED ROLL RESTAURANT, Lambert's. Had chicken-fried steak, green beans, and carrots. Didn't say how many rolls he caught. AND he brought home leftovers for his supper, along with some fried potatoes the bucket guy was carrying around, and offered to him for his take-out container.

Anyhoo... in a couple weeks, we might make a trip to the casino. And get DONUTS, too! Not sure about the throwed rolls.

8 comments:

  1. You know forgetting my donuts would have been a very serious offense.

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    1. The Pony shares your view, but since he is currently a squatter in this residence, he does not push the envelope.

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  2. what? No throwed rolls? Okay. Donuts are good if they are fresh.

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    1. I don't guess they let Hick bring home any rolls. I was surprised that he got some of the pass-arounds that are dipped out of buckets in the dining room, like the fried potatoes.

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  3. He deserves to be in the doghouse for forgetting the Krispy Kremes. but then he gets dinner at the throwed roll place? No fair, say I!

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    1. Not sure if we'll go there when we have our next casino trip in a couple weeks. It's about 30 minutes farther.

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  4. If I had listened to Mr. Robinson I'd be a rich man today!

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    1. Hey, hey, hey! It still wouldn't bring back Joltin' Joe.

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