The Rewards of Truth or Dare Poker

by Tee Petersen
(Arlington, Texas, USA)

(Photo from Henry__Spencer)
A large group of my friends from work and I, used to go out after a hard night on the job. We worked at the Dallas/Fort Worth International airport, so “after” work, was always a relative term for us.

One particular night we had been dealing with problems from the moment we walked in, so more than 10 hours later, as soon as we could escape, we hit the door running.

A local Mexican food place stayed open all night and served various flavors of Margaritas until 2 a.m. It was “our place”. As some of our people grabbed several orders of the famous “sloppy nachos” and a few Margaritas each, the rest of us would invade the patio area and take over several of the tables.

We dragged them together and set up shop in the open air. Then, the double deck of cards would come out and the poker would begin.

We had created a special game, all our own. We would deal five cards, you could replace up to three cards one time only, and then you had to play what you had in your hand.

Whoever had the winning hand at that point would then pick a random person of their choice from around the table and challenge them to “Truth or Dare”.

It was always a lively bunch. Most of us were in our twenties, with a couple of the older crew joining in on occasion. This particular night, two cute, 22-year-old blonde college students, named Tammy and Kim, whom we referred to as “the twins” were on a roll.

They could not win a hand of poker to save their lives. Every challenge was coming their way, from finding the remains of a leftover taco in the trash, to standing on the table and pretending to be a flight attendant and instructing all the other diners as to how to exit in the event of an emergency.

Finally, it was my turn to win.

I knew they were expecting it by the looks on their faces, so I singled out Tammy. “Truth or Dare, Tammy?”

She scowled at me, then grinned and said, “I know the kind of questions you ask… gimme a dare!”

It was just what I had been waiting for! “See the hot, 40-something, Italian looking guy over there at the table, wearing the Carmine Ragusa jacket?

You have to go over to him, get down on one knee and sing Joe Cocker’s ‘You are so beautiful’ to him.”

The look on her face was priceless. She never could control a blush and her face went up in flames.

However, being the trooper she was, she got up and went to his table. He was sitting with a couple of other guys and talking. When she knelt down beside him, he knew something was coming.

He and his friends were usually there when we were, so he was a familiar face. The guy turned toward her and we could see the name “Tony” embroidered in bright silk on the jacket.

God love her, we discovered that Tammy had to be tone-deaf or something, because the way she treated that song was just criminal. She sang it out loud and off-key and he sat through the entire song with a smile on his face.

Tammy received a standing ovation from several tables full of people, including Tony’s. She came back to our table and our play resumed.

In the middle of the next hand of poker, we were suddenly were surrounded by several waiters carrying trays of Margaritas. No one knew what was happening until Tony came over and introduced himself to us as the owner/manager of the restaurant.

He said, “Ya know, every time you guys come in, it is always a party. I have gotten more repeat business because of you, than I ever used to get before on weeknights! People come in and ask if those crazy airport people have been in yet, all the time.

I just wanted to say thanks for livening the place up and you are welcome back any time.”

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