If any of you have been out to a casino in the past few years and dropped a dollar or twenty in a slot machines, you might have seen the latest trend...instead of giving you coins, it prints out a ticket for whatever it owes you. The whole process involves the computer in the slot machine contacting the main computer, they talk back and forth, post on each other's myspace pages and such, and eventually the machine gives you a ticket you have to put in another machine to get real money.
Now let me introduce you to a term called catastrophic failure...this is when the computers aren't getting along. What happens is that none of the slots in the building will print tickets...instead they will lock up and flash lights and ring bells until a slot person comes over to pay you your money by hand. So anytime someone tries to cashout...be it $1000 or one penny, the machine locks up.
Saturday afternoon we had a catastrophic failure.
...then Sunday afternoon we had another one.
...then Monday afternoon...yup, you guessed it...happened again.
So if I leave a comment and it doesn't seem up to par...sorry, I'm a little beat, and as usual while the body says "sleep dammit!", the brain says "nah, I don't think so."
I'm a little ashamed that I don't have much else to report, because it seems like everybody else I know on here is getting married, or travelling the world, or planning photo sets involving women, men and cookies...I'm feeling a bit dull in comparison. I'll have to get back to my mischief-making habits.
Ok, I'm off to get comfortable, listen to some Damian Marley, and enjoy the feeling of NOT having a dozen people grabbing at me to pay them out money...I'm starting to forget what that's like.
Now let me introduce you to a term called catastrophic failure...this is when the computers aren't getting along. What happens is that none of the slots in the building will print tickets...instead they will lock up and flash lights and ring bells until a slot person comes over to pay you your money by hand. So anytime someone tries to cashout...be it $1000 or one penny, the machine locks up.
Saturday afternoon we had a catastrophic failure.
...then Sunday afternoon we had another one.
...then Monday afternoon...yup, you guessed it...happened again.
So if I leave a comment and it doesn't seem up to par...sorry, I'm a little beat, and as usual while the body says "sleep dammit!", the brain says "nah, I don't think so."
I'm a little ashamed that I don't have much else to report, because it seems like everybody else I know on here is getting married, or travelling the world, or planning photo sets involving women, men and cookies...I'm feeling a bit dull in comparison. I'll have to get back to my mischief-making habits.
Ok, I'm off to get comfortable, listen to some Damian Marley, and enjoy the feeling of NOT having a dozen people grabbing at me to pay them out money...I'm starting to forget what that's like.
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Planning sets with women, men and cookies? Sounds like my kinda gig!