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October 28, 2007

Me, In a Casino

Holy Etiquette!!

I am attending a course over the next couple of days in a resort that has a casino and a golf course; neither of which I have any use for.  I car-pooled with a co-worker who was driving mach-f***ing-six through the video game that I like to call "Wildlife at Dusk" so that he could get to the casino to play poker.  His intention during this two day conference is to make $1000 playing poker while we are not in class and, being paid by the government.  Wow, I'll be so happy if I get my travel reimbursement before the spring thaw.

After checking-in, hanging up my clothes, looking around and realizing that, though this is a gorgeous resort, there is nothing to do here except work out in the fitness facility or go to the casino.

So, when I got to the casino, I looked for my co-worker, Chris, at the poker tables so I could vicariously live through the eyes of a future millionaire.  There were two tables, one sitting empty and the other with four players, including Chris, and two security guards standing within the cordoned-off area.  I gave him a little wave and tried to position myself so that I could watch what's going on without looking like I was counting cards, distracting players, giving signals or sending off bad karma.  Very tricky and a little nerve-wracking.  A security guard approached me and politely asked me if he could help me; read:  You are pacing like a hyena, what the hell are you trying to pull.

"My friend, over there, is playing Texas Something and I wanted to watch but I don't know the rules."

Guard, "Follow me.  You can sit in the vacant chair to his left.  No, don't pull in to the table, it will confuse the dealer, sit back further.  And, don't look at anyone's cards."

Me, stage whisper, "Got it, thanks.  Chris, hey, what've you got?"

Guard, "I said, you can't look at anyone's cards."

Me, "I know.  But, I'm kinda like on his team."

Guard, "There are no teams.  Can I show you to the slot machines?"

Me, "OK.  Chris, I think I'm being kicked out, see you tomorrow."

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oh come on..go play black jack they'll teach ya..you can count to 21..I know you can..I've seen you do shots..

If I remember correctly, there are no face cards in shooter monopoly.

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