5 minute freewrite 2833 prompt slot machine

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This is my post for #freewriters 2833 prompt slot machine hosted by @mariannewest.

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Back in 2008, I went to New Jersey to visit my son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. They lived 5 miles from the Jersey Shore, so we went to the boardwalk, and they had an arcade that the kids wanted to go inside. It was my first time playing on a slot machine. I think it was the only time I won on one, too. But all I won were tokens to give to the grandkids, and they could pick a prize with them.
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I do not care for gambling, but all my sisters love it, and when the two that live up north come down, they want to go out on the gambling boat at the Cape.
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The only thing they play on the boat is the slot machine. I have watched more than once when one of them had racked up over a hundred dollars, and instead of cashing out and starting again with 20 dollars, they sit there and lose it all.

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I do not find enjoyment in doing something like that. Come to think of it, I do not like losing 20 dollars from pulling a handle on a machine. The only good thing is that as long as you are gambling, your drinks are free. My sister forgot that on our last trip, and she bought drinks at the outside bar for 10 dollars each.

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They do not like you to take pictures inside the gambling areas, but I do it until I am told not to. I do not remember if this was one of those times. The man seems to be walking toward me and my sister.
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I do not like losing 20 dollars from pulling a handle on a machine.

I used to visit the casino with my grandpa. I would always come out ahead using a fool-proof strategy: I would pocket most of my "play money" and only play the cheapest slot I could find max bet - either I came out ahead, or I hung out around grandpa implying it was time to go. Eventually, he would shoo me away so he could play longer and insist I take another fat bill. When he finally said it was time to go (because either he got the "big one", or ran out of cash) then I would smile really big and show him my "winnings". I would sneak it into his pocket - sometimes he would notice and get mad, other times... it was MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!

!BBH

That is a beautiful memory of you and your grandpa. I was smiling the entire time while reading. Then you wrote the last part, and Mission Accomplished on your part again, you made my heart feel good.

I might be gambling wrong, I always pick the one that costs the least. My sister told me to bet higher, and she does win, but loses it. Like you, if I won more than I started with, I would pocket all but my starting amount, that is if I ever won anything.