Friday, April 30, 2010

comparison essay revised

After working in the casino business for a few years, I’ve come to find how much the slot machines compare to my boyfriend. They’re equally amusing and fun to play with; they’re both very complex in their makeup and each one of them can either make or break me as far as money is concerned.

While the slot machines have all their bright lights and interactive play with bonuses and free spins, my boyfriend is just as fun and entertaining. Although I don’t have to put money in him to get him to engage in recreation, he still makes me happy and leaves me with a smile. He has such a dry sense of humor so I love when he tries to get a rise out of me by walking around the kitchen with his pants cranked up under his arm pits like Steve Urkle. It’s hysterical because he’s 6’3”and it’s so out of character for him to do stuff like this, but he knows I get a kick out if it, so he does it anyway. In fact, he’ll do anything to get a smile out of me.

The slot machines and my boyfriend are equally difficult to analyze with the considerable amount of parts that make them up. Both of them are very complex in nature because you never know what kind of reaction or behavior you’ll get from either of them on any given day. My boyfriend has a big heart and is very kind but he is also super smart and kind of eccentric. He’s the guy that observes and doesn’t say too much unless it’s about politics…..don’t get me started! You’d think with his long hair, beard and motorcycle, he’d be cussing and fighting when in all actuality, he’s very laid back and reserved until someone pisses him off. He can hold a grudge for a very, very long time.

If I allowed it, the slot machine, like my boyfriend could take me to the cleaners. I need to be careful and responsible when it comes to how much I’m going to give so I can control my bank roll. My boyfriend would give me the world if he could; he is always trying to do nice things for me. I have found out over the years, he’s a bit more of a spend-thrift than I am. His philosophy is you can’t take it with you…which makes me crazy. Unintentionally, he’s kind of sapped me out of funds during the remodel but I guess I allowed it to happen. On a positive note, the house will make me so it’s ok I went for broke in this particular case.

I’ve found the similarities between my boyfriend and the slot machines uncanny but it’s my boyfriend that wins me over every time. Although he’s a complicated guy, he means well and will protect me with his life. Along with the Urkle pants and the “kitty cat talking voice” he uses while chatting with our cats, I couldn’t ask for a more fun loving guy.

1 comment:

  1. Now isn't your plan to move away from the slots and into a corner office somewhere? So if slots=bf, where does that leave this funny, kind, spendthrift guy? Life does have to match up to English essays, you know!

    ;)

    I'll take it.

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