Happy Ending
Today I was taken to a Casino, by Panda and my in laws, who I think are very brave by doing so, because they could develop a latent gambler.
We were given 50 dollars each, as our gambling capital. After a tour around, I chose a machine that looked lucky and started playing, not knowing what I was doing at all, but I could tell when I was losing and when I was winning. So folks, I can’t tell too much about the process, but I can proudly tell you the result, that is I walked out with 85 dollars.
So yes we walked out of the Casino, into a buffet nearby, had a wonderful meal that was too much that would later cause some damage to my stomach and weight. And then, when we tried to walk into the Casino, an interesting story happened:
Well I went to the bathroom so was left behind, and when I tried to walk in alone, the guard stopped me and requested my ID, pointing at the sign which says “You have to be 21 or older to enter”.
“You are kidding? Do I look like 20? That was 6 years ago” I felt ridiculous.
“Sorry sweetie, please present your driver’s license”
“But I don’t have one, I am from China, and am just here for 2 weeks, but I have my Chinese ID card.” So I showed him my ID, feeling really lucky that I have the good habit of carrying it around.
The guard checked it carefully, turning it back and forth, just when I thought all problems were solved, he took his speaker and talked in a very low volume, which got me nervous, although I shouldn't have been.
“Sorry lady, I’ve never seen a card like this, so I need to get my manager here”
Wonderful, I thought
A few minutes later, his manager, a young and tough man came, with a little book. Later on I found that was a book with different ID’s of different countries.
“Great, my ID is what all Chinese adults hold, and now can I go?”
Apparently not yet, the manager checked my ID even more carefully, and 2 minutes later, he said with a apologetic tone “Sorry lady, they don’t match”
I couldn’t believe it, so took a look at the “ID” on his book, and found out it was a Chinese driver’s license.
I was speechless. With out my passport, with out a driver’s license, with a legitimate ID which American guards don’t recognize, I suddenly became a possible 20 year old foreign girl who is illegal in the Casino.
“Sorry sweetie, you are so young and beautiful, you do look around 20, I am sorry I have to ask you to leave” the guard gave me his final command, in a political and flattering way.
So, the ending was, I was kicked out of the Casino, with 35 bucks more, and pleased about the sweet misunderstanding, meanwhile also feeling rediculous how lack of commen sense they are for not recognizing Chinese ID but assuming Driver's license is also the most powerful ID in China just like in America.
Anyhow, I still call that a happy ending!
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