The Golden Finger

Day 2,190, 07:39 • Published in Romania Romania • by Real Vasi
Hello everybody!

Today is a special day. I was very excited to see that Erepublik is celebrating 6 years of existence.
Without hesitating, I bought a free ticket to the Birthday Camp Party.
I jumped in my vehicle and went straight to the party.
I arrived there very quickly, and went straight towards the entrance, but I was stopped by an armed man.
I saluted him officially.
Despite that, he wouldn’t allow me to get in. He said that only Plato’s close friends are invited.
I explained to him that I work hard every day and that I need to have a little fun.
I tried to convince him that I deserve to be there, as I am a War Hero.
He said there was nothing he could do about it.
I tried to use my Congress connections, telling him that I have powerful friends.
I even told him that I know the President himself.
All in vain. He told me that I should write a ticket.
I couldn’t believe it. Something like that never happened to me, and I traveled across the entire globe in my life.
As a final resort, I tried to bribe him.
He said that his hands are clean, and they’ll stay like that.
I got angry and told him that I’m getting in, one way or another.
He pulled out his rifle and asked me to leave before it’s too late.
Disappointed, I did the only reasonable thing I could do: I gave him the Golden Finger and went home.