Why if I was on the Price is Right and the first showcase has a new car I will always take it...

In January of 2000, my roommate and I got a flyer in our mail saying that a dumpy casino in Atlantic City had midweek rates of 26 dollars a night. We, at the time, were pretty much gambling on everything. It was perfect. We both get home from work and drive the 3 hours to get there. We stay up all night winning lots of money and having a too many Gin and Tonics. Finally, as the sun was coming up we call it a night, get a few hours of sleep. We then grab some breakfast and head over to another casino and win. Not a huge amount but we are probably both up 600. We grab a late lunch and decide to head home. As we are heading to the car, while still in the casino we see a place where you can get a back rub for a dollar a minute. We both kind of look at each other and say why not. So we walk in. The person at the counter says 10 dollars minimum. We so fine. Out comes this absolutely gorgeous Asian woman. I defer her to my roommate, assuming that if she is this good whoever is number two has to be at least equally good. Then comes out this guy who looks like the informant in a bad Kung Foo movie. He says in broken English "you here" pointing at his chair. I responded, "No I'll just wait for her" He says, "No worry I be good." I didn't want to offend so I sat down. For the first minute I was incredibly self-conscious that this man was rubbing my back. Then for the next nine minutes I half relaxed and thought about how my Roommate was enjoying the Jukebox, the Trip to Tahiti and the New Car, and I was stuck with kitchen furnature, a bumper pool table and a dune buggy. So if I ever go the Price is Right and get to the Showcase Showdown and the first one has a car, I am going for that one, because the second one sometimes is better but can often be worse.