It was several weeks ago that I shot a message to my soon-to-be sister-in-law asking if she was up for trying her hand at Chase the Ace. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the game, here’s how it works. You purchase tickets, which get dumped into a large container or drum. Once ticket sales end, a representative pulls out a ticket. If you’re the lucky ticket holder, you get to go and either cut the deck of cards or choose one to be turned over. If you cut/choose the ace of spades, you win the jackpot – whatever that might be. If you end up with any other card, you get the consolation prize and there is another draw scheduled for another time.
Now, if I’m to be completely honest with you, I don’t gamble. I don’t buy lotto tickets, refuse to play bingo or any other game of chance unless it’s a board game during a power outage. So why in the world I decided to try this game is beyond me. But none the less, my dear ol sister-in-law said sure and there began our journey into crazy land.
Being a total newbie in every way to this game, I figured for sure we’d only be playing for a few weeks at most and that would be that.
How silly was I.
I’m currently getting ready to head into another draw. But unlike when we started playing all those weeks ago – the crowds have multiplied into the thousands. No longer are we playing for a few thousand dollars, no, tonight’s draw will have the winner walking away with over $1 million.
But that’s not even the worst of it. The madness is in the traffic. This massive draw is taking place in a tiny community. Parking is at a premium for something of this magnitude and once the draw is made, everyone makes a mad dash to all get out at once. So much so, my normal ten minute drive last week ended up taking me two hours. The entire community is gridlocked. There are police at every intersection, be it stop signs or light, directing traffic.
Here’s hoping my parking spot tonight is more strategic AND better still, let’s all hope this jackpot gets won!
Wish me luck!