|Posted: March 4, 2008, 9:54 pm - IP Logged|
I was in London and I played the slot machines there. I won a token and was going to take it to the window to ask about it but something made me look for a sign that explained the tokens. The sign said that the tokens could only be redeemed for packs of cigarrettes.
I don't smoke so I picked a random machine and put it in and pulled that handle....Click,click,click...Jackpot! I now had more 10 pence coins then I knew what to do with. I put them all in my front pockets and they where pulling my pants.
I just happend to be walking through Picadilly circus right after everything closed and I was amazed to see all the bums come out and scury through the trash. I became ill as I saw them take out fast food cups from the trash and suck out the last drop. Then I saw them opening hamburger wrappers and eat the rest of mostly eaten hamburgers and I got even sicker. None of them asked me for money but I walked up to them and dropped a pound or two of ten pence pieces on them. I'll never forget the first guy I gave money to he said "oh, thank you sir" in what I can describe as a very greatful and respectful manner. He took the money and shoved it as deep in his pocket as he could get it and scurryied off all happy for the night.
I wouldn't give away a ticket but I would give away some money...but not to anybody who asked me for some.