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Originally Posted by Pretzel
Did you get the buffet comps for actually playing blackjack? Or did you tell the pit boss the same sad story you just told us and he comped you the buffet out of pity?
From playing BJ.
Just fyi, the reason why I've been slow on posting these stories is because I have a few stories that are so ridic that if I post them first, anything after will be a let down. So I'm really trying to rack my brain for my B+ stories before I unload the gold.
OK, here's one that's pretty loltastic. So my parents got divorced when I was two, and they had a pretty ugly 80's style divorce, but by the time of my Bar Mitzvah, they had become relatively cordial. My mother did pretty much all of the planning for it (it was in Chicago, where I was raised, with her) but both of them split the expenses. During the planning a few months prior, they had a conversation on the phone about the expenses and it got pretty heated. Went a li'l something like this:
Mom: "Ok, next on the list, the video camera guy. It's xxx dollars."
Dad: "Whoa wait, that's way too much! Do we really need a camera guy?"
Mom: "Of course we do. It's standard to hire someone to tape the party."
Dad: "Wait, I know! I'll bring my camera and I'll record it!" (my dad was one of those dads who always had the camcorder going at every second of the day. Think Stan's dad from the Pandemic episode)
Mom: "Bob, you're not going to record your own son's Bar Mitzvah!"
Dad: "Why not? I'm great with the camera. It'll be fun!!"
Mom: "Because, goddammit, you need to be a part of it, not be recording it."
Dad: "I can do both!"
So it gets more and more heated and finally ends with:
Dad: "Look, it's way too much money to spend on something I can do myself. I refuse to chip in for this camera guy."
Mom: "Fine, have it your way, Bob. But if you don't split this with me, you're not getting a copy of the tape."
Dad: "Then I'd better bring my own camera then, hadn't I?"
So the day comes, and sure enough at the reception, my dad was walking around the whole time with his big ass old school camcorder, taping everything. And to prove that he could multitask, he's taping while eating, taping while doing the chicken dance, taping while partaking in the conga line, taping while doing the ol' lifting me up in a chair bit, and **** you not, taping whilst getting his limbo rock on.
And just like the camera guy we hired, he went around to every single table with a mic going, "Say something to the Bar Mitzvah boy." People were absolutely bewildered as to why they were doing this again after the other camera guy had already hit them up. I remember my friends asking me why on earth my dad was recording the reception and I really had no answer for them.
The topper: On my copy of the Bar Mitzvah tape (the professionally done one) there is a part about 90 minutes in, where it's a pan of the banquet hall and dance floor, and the camera finds my dad, about 4 feet away, doing a pan of his own. My dad pans to the pro's camera, and there's this priceless moment when both cameras meet, and my dad reacts to this by putting his camera down, and opening his arms and laughing at our camera guy as if to say, "Look at this hilarious moment we're sharing right now! Just a couple of camera dudes doing our thang." It's an incredibly awesome and cheesy response, like straight out of an 80's sitcom opening montage. It's complete with the whole palms up shoulder shrug and head shake.