I was exhausted, stressed, shaking with adrenalin, sore eyes and terrified . . . by the time me and my mate left Gala Bingo in Maryhill!
Yes, last night I lost my bingo virginity. And it was one of the more stressful nights in my life.
How the HECK do old people do it? I could not keep up at all, I was about five numbers behind the bingo caller at any one time, and I was so busy trying to catch up, I could have got a full house and not even NOTICED! I was also torn between wanting to win and being SCARED to win in case I had to shout out. "What am I meant to shout?" I kept asking my friend Michelle. Fair enough if I get a full house, I could shout "House". But if I get two lines, am I meant to shout out "two lines!"??? Michelle said I could shout anything, that "Oy!" would do! And to be perfectly honest, that kinda sounded like what the winners were shouting. But I was terrified that I might THINK i had won and then it would turn out I was wrong.
Luckily (or unluckily, rather) that problem never arose. I never even came CLOSE to winning.
The OAPs cleaned up.
I guess they have a lot more time to practice than me . . .