Every bingo hall I have ever worked or played at has had their very own Can Man. This is a customer that will go through the trash and dig out empty coke cans every night after the sessions are over. Everyone knows that he collects cans, and most customers will leave their empty coke cans out on the tables for him to pick up once they leave. Well, tonight there was almost a fist fight between our Can Man and a self-proclaimed new Can Man. The new Can Man had been picking up the cans on the weekends, when our Can Man wasn't there. We were very busy tonight and ironically, they were both there. After bingo was over, they both started to go through the trash cans. At first, they didn't see each other because of the general commotion of people leaving and talking after the session. Once they spotted what each other and figured out they were doing the same thing, our Can Man started yelling at the new one!! They proceeded to argue with a conversation going something like this:
"Hey man what are you doing? Those are my cans...I get the cans every night!" - Our Can Man
"No you don't, I do!!!!" - The other Can Man
They started yelling at each other louder and louder and eventually began walking towards each other... we all knew that it wouldn't end well. The New Can Man tried to grab the sack of crushed up cans out of our Can Man's hands and demanded that he give it to him. Our Can Man refused to give them up and they immediately began pushing each other - needless to say, it got really ugly, really quick. Luckily, security was there to intercede, so no one got seriously hurt. So, tonight's message is... maybe it is the little things in life that really matter (for instance, aluminum cans). Just another day at bingo.
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