Way back on June 24, when Thevictorians made their first trip back to the casino... Val was not the only winner. Nope. Not Hick! Are you kidding? He's tightfisted now that he has to spend his own Storage Unit Store profits. Besides, he will keep on plodding along, winning little bits, and playing them right back until he's down to nothing.
The Pony and I save our little jackpots, then put in new money to try again. Or move to another machine to try again. If we get ahead enough to feel comfortable, we will up our bets. This time, it worked for both of us.
The Pony was playing a Zapper slot. I don't know the real name, I just call it the Zapper. There's no spinning reels. You push the button, and a charge shoots up a column. If it reaches the top, you win some of the prizes showing. You can jam on that button to make the charge rise farther and farther. But it doesn't mean you'll win. And you're spending a lot by doing that. I just hit the button randomly. Then wait odd seconds, and try again.
Yes, The Pony came over to show me his ticket, at the machine where I was busy losing. He was quite happy. I was thrilled for him, and a bit jealous.
When we all reconvened for the ride home, The Pony was subdued. I couldn't understand how he could be leaving a casino with a fistful of cash, and not be giddy with joy. I asked him what was the deal, and he said,
"You just had to overshadow my win."
Well. Excuuuuuuse me! Surely The Pony wasn't wishing that I'd never won my big jackpot:
Of course, knowing The Pony like I do... maybe he WAS.