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Saturday, November 3, 2012

Check the George box please

I started to play blackjack (or '21', as those 'in the know' call it) and I drifted down to about 3 chips left. $15 bucks to play with.

And then I started to win some and ordered a beer and it looked like I'd be there a while. After 20 minutes, another couple of players bought in and the pit boss collected players cards. I handed mine in to, claiming that I forgot.

It's a good thing because the session stretched on and on.

The relief dealer was an interesting, vexing, pouty, funny woman named 'Vy'. It was impossible to tell her nationality. With heavy mascara, I thought she looked gypsy or like she was from the middle east.

A know-it-all player to my left got in a conversation and it turned out that Vy is from Cambodia.

"I taught in Cambodia blah blah embassy blah blah, what happened to blah blah place?" said know-it-all-byotch.

"When I was farming olives in Jordan blah blah..." said know-it-all-byotch.

"Oh, yes, I've been to Rio, worked there for six months teaching the Rios how to tie their g-string blah blah..."

"You've been to a lot," said Vy.

"Oh yes," said know-it-all-byotch, "I've been to a lot of places all around the world."

The table went silent.

I piped up loudly and helpfully, "I've been to Las Vegas!"

The table erupted in laughter and we all won a lot of money, all except know-it-all-byotch of course.

I had a lot of fun chatting with the pit boss. She was hilarious and clearly thought I was amusing.

I'd bet $10 and a dollar for the dealer, and as she walked by, I'd point at the table and say, "Hey, go on your computer and click the 'George' checkbox, I'm bettin' big for the crew here."

I'd talk about my 'high roller' action - which ranged as high as $15 to $20 a hand. I'd tell her to get off Facebook on her computer and do some work.

It was a lot of fun and the session stretched on to the 3 hour mark. I'd gotten up to $150 and all the way down to $20, and was on my way back up. I thought I'd see if I could get something to eat. Caught her eye and made sad-face-sore-tummy pantomimes. She came over.

"What's the problem?"

"I'm so hungry! I need to go eat!"

"Okay, go. Enjoy your dinner!"

I knew she'd cover me and when I got up after 3 1/2 hours she asked me what I wanted. I just went for buffet, because that's what I wanted.

So. $40 buy-in. Colored up $140. Three and a half hours of play. Comp buffet. I was pleased. Plus, there was a huge line-up at the buffet, which I got to skip, because of my comp. Triple win.

After dinner, I had a few drinks and some VP. Lost $20 here. Lost $100 on 50 cent Double Double there, in all of 7 minutes. Uh oh.

Tried a dollar slot over at the Cal. It had been good to me before and only took $2 a pull. Lost $100 there.

I wasn't hitting anything. I tried $100 in Double Double and no quads. Shit. My VP budget for the day was decimated in about an hour. Actually, decimated implies reduction by a tenth. This was decimated by an order of magnitude.

My $400 VP stop loss limit came into effect and I retired to the room with a $10 keno ticket. You can't win all the time, and when you are in a losing streak frame of mind, stop playing, right?

You don't go back down to the casino and dip into your next day's budget, right?

You don't.




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