So I was chatting with Cheekie of the blog Pinch My Cheekie today and somehow our conversation had the mention of Bingo. Next thing I knew I started rattling off my history with the wondrous world of Bingo. Yes I have a history. And yes, it is wondrous. I think this will be fun to tell in pictures, fun for me anyway. That’s all that matters, right? No? Oh.
Here we go:
So, about 4 years ago I lived in a little town called Garner, NC right outside of Raleigh. Great town by the way. Anyway, about 2 miles away from my house was this "shopping center" that I frequented to hit my frugality dougie at the Family Dollar. Also in this shopping center was a bingo hall. One day I decided to stop in and see what it was all about.
I walked into a strange planet called Bingo. It was filled with old ladies, a hazy mist of cigarette smoke, odd-looking bingo announcers and attendants, and a magical board lit up with numbers... Oddly, I felt right at home.
The planet of bingo was populated mainly by lifeforms like her. I sat down next to one of these amazing aliens and they taught me all there was to know about the "sport".
After a couple more weeks of stopping into the bingo hall, I was hooked. I began playing at bingos all over the Raleigh/Durham area. It started getting real crackish, like 4 or 5 days a week I may or may not have even went to a bingo hall when I went to Vegas that year. I will not confirm nor deny this.
I was stocking up on supplies, because see, bingo was quite lucrative for me. I am generally an unlucky person, but with bingo I never walked out without at least 50 bucks. Once I won a cool $500 . The beauty of bingo is that to play is fairly cheap, so even if you don't win you are not losing much. But like I said I ALWAYS came out with a profit.
This is me as a baby. In bingo I felt like that Alise. I was ALWAYS the youngest person in the bingo hall. Most of the patrons were at least 30 years my senior. That was awesome for my "self of steam", lol i tried to get my friends to come with me to bingo but I never once got any of them to come. They laughed, but they never laughed at my new fly outfits and financial rewards. Hmph. One friend told me to find a hobby... without pause I responded, "Bingo IS my hobby heaux! psssh."
I had a bad car accident about 2 years ago that put my life on pause and I stopped going to Bingo. I miss it though, maybe I need to plan a trip. *starts humming “Memories”*. Do you have a “guilty pleasure” hobby that you would like to share? Holla at me in the comments!