All Bets Are Off

I worked in a betting shop – over eighteens only. We often got underaged kids asking people to come in and put bets on for them in the same way they’d get people to buy them alcohol from a shop.

This is, of course, totally illegal but if I didn’t know, I didn’t care. I wasn’t exactly checking outside for kids holding football coupons or asking every customer “are all these bets for you?”

A guy comes in with a few football coupons but one of them was filled out poorly. He had selected a seven-fold but only filled in the boxes for six teams.

Me: “Mate, you’ve only picked six teams, is it a six-fold you want, or have you missed out a team?”

Customer: “Aw, I dunno mate, it’s for the wee boy outside.”

Me: “Aye, the wee boy outside who’s not getting his bet on now.”

Little Voice From Outside: “Idiot!”