I had been hoping to see Fave back to work at the Gas Station Chicken Store on Thursday. It's her regular schedule, but I knew she might be off, due to her thumb surgery on Tuesday. Indeed, her car was not there Thursday. Not there Friday. The Other Girl was there, and did just fine. She even sold me a $200 scratcher winner on Friday!
I took that scratcher to cash in on Saturday. Fave was there! But so were 8 other people! And I was number 7 in line! I hate it when that happens. I usually leave and come back. But I had already walked in. I had the tickets in an envelope that I give Fave every Thursday. So I waited, my skin crawling with claustrophobia, by the door, with others lined up down two of the three aisles.
It's nice that the people passing through from Texas, on their way back home from Illinois to see a relative graduate from the Navy-something, were so complimentary of our state. And nice of the two yellow-vested road workers to allow them to go ahead in line. But I really just wanted to get out of there quicker.
Finally it was my turn. I welcomed Fave back. I handed her two winners to cash in: the $200, and a $3 winner.
"That's $203. From MY NEW BEST FRIEND, THE OTHER GIRL, yesterday."
"What??? Well. If I'd been here, I would have been the one to sell it to you!"
"That's true. I wish you were!"
Not that it matters. A winner is a winner. But Fave is usually very lucky for me. When I have a good win, I put an extra ticket(s) in her envelope for that week. I don't give anything to anybody else. Except a dollar in the tip jar when I buy scratchers at the Liquor Store. Because they will go to the drive-thru window to get my tickets if they are out at the counter.
Anyhoo... I didn't stay for small talk, because I'd overheard Fave telling the road workers that her surgery went well, except that it took her three hours to wake up from the anesthesia.
I'm hoping that surgeon didn't accidentally remove Fave's LUCK during the operation!
I only won $8 on tickets that day.
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