[-lizing, -lized] or -lising, -lised 1. to have full control or use of, to the exclusion of others 2. to hold exclusive control of a market or supply
The Game is Monopoly!
The players: Sir Husband, Sir Son, Sir Friend, and Applie
It’s a friendly game at the beginning. Life starts out that way, then BAM! Sir Husband gets Boardwalk. War has begun.
I, The Applie, is not worried. I know I will win this game. I can monopolize any situation, if only in my mind. I am strong, I am woman, I am going to get that Boardwalk, because I already had Park Place.
The game continues late into the night. We have ice cream to sustain us and keep our minds sharp.
I finally acquire Boardwalk. I don’t remember how I did it, but I know it had something to do with being smart. Yeah, smart, that’s it. It doesn’t take long for Sir Husband to land on my property. Do I have pity on him? NO!
Pay up, Darlin’!
I quickly, add houses to Boardwalk and Park Place. Then, it happened. Sir Friend, a.k.a. Mr. Money Bag, lands on Boardwalk. SCORE!!
Pay me $1700, Thank You Very Much!
And Pride comes before the Fall. That’s right, I got busted. I don’t remember what happened, I have blocked it out of my mind. I had to mortgage all but Boardwalk and Park Place and hand in most of my money, to pay some unfair debt. I whined, I pleaded, I begged to get out of it, but it didn’t work a bit.
We stopped the game for the night and I had only $26.00 and several thousands morgaged. Bummer….
The next day, we begin again. In a short time, I get a hotel on both Boardwalk and Park Place. The rent is $2,000. Someone lands on it and I buy back all of my mortgages, because I am a smart woman.
I also started getting all the good cards, while others got “Go directly to Boardwalk”. bwhahahaha
Two hours into the game, Sir Son hits on something he can’t pay. He can’t even morgage enough to pay for it. Since I didn’t want to stop playing, I brought out the big guns.
Me: “Sir Son, tell the bank you want a Bail Out.”
Sir Son: “Huh?”
Me: “Tell the bank to give you money and you won’t have to pay it back.”
Sir Son: “YOU CAN’T DO THAT!”
Me: “You can in real life.”
Sir Son: “Well, you can’t in a game.”
So, it ends. Sir Son is out and we had to quit because we have a life outside of Monopoly. The order of winners was this.
We all know that I actually won, because Sir Husband’s money goes directly to me, even if it is just play money.
A second game has begun…