The room is always buzzing with the sound of laughter, ringing bells, and loud music at the local Dave and Busters menu. This place is similar to the Chuck E. Cheese for adults-food, alcohol, and games- what more can a person demand? The area was loaded with the smell of food being cooked up in the kitchen, it was smoky, and the lighting was low so the lights of the games would shine brighter-enticing those passing by to play and win tickets.
There was people walking around with tickets overflowing from their pockets and wrapped around their necks with smiles that stretched from ear to ear. Their D&B ticket cups filled towards the brim with yellow paper tickets. “Do you think we now have enough tickets for family Guy Monopoly game?” asked one of the guys as him and his friend ran towards the prize desk to count their tickets. ” I don’t know, but if we don’t I actually do not need to waste my tickets on some stupid prize, I would like to wait until I have enough for your game.I have been waiting to have this game forever! It provides taken me a lot more than 3 times coming here to get enough tickets,” said his friend. A prize that could normally cost $20 at the local Walmart could cost several hundred dollars here, but nobody pays focus on the cost if they are having so much fun.
There was clearly a big crowd round the Jeopardy game. Four people sat on stools facing a large screen, competing against the other person to see who could answer the questions correctly and obtain the most tickets. The video game is established similar to the show you can view at home, whoever buzzes in first with correct answer receives the most tickets. The individuals around them were shouting out answers left and right attempting to help the four that were playing; the music being as loud because it was, caused it to be hard for that players to hear what everyone was letting them know. One girl with long flowing blonde hair started yelling, “OMG I don’t understand the answer! Will it be George Clooney or Brad Pitt?!” To her dismay the answer to the question was Brad Pitt. She lost the game and lost out on the ticket jackpot; the most tickets visited a tall man with chestnut color hair and dark brown eyes.
This man with the dark brown eyes and chestnut hair is the middle of which our story revolves around. His name is Derek Foster. Derek does not look like your typical arcade junkie however i can guarantee that he is. He looked like he walked straight out of GQ magazine’s southern men edition and into the bar tonight. His hair is slicked back, they have a little stubble on his face, and then he is wearing wrangler jeans along with a plaid button down shirt. They have tan work boots on along with a John Deer belt wrapped around his waist. With every correct answer he gets on the Jeopardy game, he lets out a “Yea!” His voice is deep and contains the littlest hint of any southern drawl.
“I am addicted to Dave and Busters,” Derek said while he took a fast sip of beer. “I am here every week… sometimes two or three times. It is a good and quick escape from reality. After I get free from work at the lumber yard I like to come here and blow some steam off- ya know play whack-a-mole and try my hand at Jeopardy.”
This game floor is crowded with folks playing their games. While I follow Derek to his next game, I can’t help but smell the mix of alcohol, sweat, and food that is circulating through the entire place. The odor of the alcohol is strong; due to the fact of methods many individuals has spilt their cup of boos on the floor while being shoved across the game floor.
We make it to certainly one of Derek’s favorite games, the wheel of tickets. “This is the way this game works,” he said with intense looking eyes. “First you push the lever on the right all the way down, so now you must make certain you push it hard otherwise the wheel will not spin. When you push the lever down all you want do is wait and see what number the arrow lands on. Here is the easiest game and you also obtain the most tickets from it.” Derek put his hand on the lever and pushed down as hard while he could, the wheel will need to have gone around at the very least six times before finally stopping on the number 50. Tickets began filing out from the machine, but Derek did rueajv take his tickets, instead he played over and over until he had over 500 tickets. He then folded up each of the tickets neatly and put them in his dave and busters hours.
“My goal is to obtain that giant purple and black stuffed gorilla for my little sister… it is actually ten thousand tickets. I am up to 50 % way there! Hopefully I am going to have adequate tickets before her birthday that is in 30 days,” Derek said as he stared up on the gigantic monkey.
It is merely about midnight and folks start to file from the building one by one. The room becomes increasingly more quiet with every individual that leaves. Some are rushing to the prize counter to money in their tickets and having their prizes before having to go home while some are saving their tickets to enable them to get a better prize the very next time they are available in. Derek is one of these people. He ensures most of his tickets are tucked tightly away in his D&B cup, slips his jacket on, and walks to his car within the brisk cold night. “Maybe next time I’ll have enough for that gorilla, but not today.”