Betting slip

I'd never placed a bet on a horse before. A friend gave me a tip on some horse at 33/1 so I thought I'd take it. I was quite low on money at the time and trusted the tip. So I walked down to the book keepers, took a look inside, alright place. All the charm and nuance you'd expect; colourful characters, crumpled papers everywhere, statistics, a curious odour. I walked over to the window, and not wanting to look like a total rube I thought I'd throw something out there to sound professional.

"What's the minimum you got on the Ascot?"

She fixed me with a blank stare.

"Give me five on Slick Billy at 3.05." I said

"Blue boxes, write your stake, then your selection, then the time of the race."

That stumped me. Blue boxes? She must have meant those pieces of paper. I wrote all the shit down, looked at the newspapers on the wall to appear like I knew what I was doing. Then I went back over. She looked at the slip.

"You know Slick Billy's at 33?"

"Yes."

"That'll be five pounds then please."

I gave her twenty, she gave me change.

"Begginers luck be with you." she said, she saw right through me.

"It's not for me." I gave back.

"Course not."

I left, bought a couple of bottles from quality save, and wrote this.