This old dog has learned something new.
Friday night I was inducted into the world that is Bunco. It wasn’t the first time I had the opportunity to play the game – I just never really had the desire before. I’m not a huge game player so I always declined the invitations. But Melinda across the street started this up and I figured, “why not?” Since I don’t get to hang out at the corner in the morning (with all the other street walkers) I thought this would be a great way to catch up with some of the neighbors.
I started off the evening by opening up my mouth and making a ridiculous fool of myself. “Did somebody say something stupid? Jen must be here!” While we were waiting for everybody to show up we were discussing who had played before, etc.. I said, “I’ve never played Bunco, nor do I have any idea how to. The only thing I know is you play with cards.” Yep. That’s what said and I meant it. Except you don’t play with cards. I’m sure all the ladies were thinking to themselves, “Yea. An idiot. She should be easy to beat.”
Melinda had prepared delicious food and even had bowls of pretzel M&Ms and trail mix on each table. At first blush you probably think it’s because she’s a good hostess, but you don’t know the whole story. You see, our neighborhood is in the middle of “The Biggest Loser” and Melinda is in the lead right now. Those who know her would say she’s too sweet to be so vicious, but there is that saying about a wolf in sheep’s clothing…
Eventually we started playing and I quickly realized it didn’t matter if I was an idiot or not. As long as a person can count they can play Bunco. MY KIND OF GAME! And guess who had the most buncos for the night. Go on. I said guess!
That’s right. I was the Bunco Queen! Beginner’s luck? Probably. Do I care? No, because I’m the one who walked away with the money and the title.