thanks, jackie

i'm sure you have all heard about billboards in las vegas. gross. there is one particular one that i pass coming home from utah, or coming home from visiting friends on the other side of town. it used to be this lady (fully clothed, thank you) with a big bucket of coins. she won the jackpot, apparantly. It said "Thanks, Jackie!". thanks for winning? thanks for coming to play our slots? thanks for agreeing to be on our billboard? thanks for being a model that has never played slots at our hotel and holding that heavy bucket o' coins for your photo shoot?
in the past few years, the billboard changed. jackie is wearing less clothes and has gotten rid of her trusty bucket o' coins, but it still reads "Thanks, jackie!". thanks for what? jackie... (shaking my head in disappointment)
Anyways, it's turned into a landmark for our family. when i'm driving home, i text my mom when i get to that billboard "Thanks, Jackie!" and she knows i'll be home in 25 minutes.
the other day i made a call to another investment company, and a nice lady named jackie was helping me on the other line. i thought nothing of it, until she told me she would have to transfer me to another department so they could help me.
"Thanks, Jackie!"
I almost died, and had to try really hard not to laugh into the phone. i did have a ridiculous smile on my face, and if i hadn't been so busy, i would have called my mother straight away to tell her about it.
still laughing...