About a week ago I discovered a new card game- 3 card poker. Unfortunately, I really liked it - and the first time I played I was very lucky.
The dealer told me to enjoy it because I would most likely never be that lucky again-well, at least not at 3 card poker.
I won't say it felt like an all time low to be at a card club mid day mid week- but it wasn't my finest hour- and to make it worse- the dealer was right - not so lucky the second time around. I console myself with the fact that I didn't drink- but really only because I was driving-- because otherwise I so would have chugged down at least three beers.
I enjoy all the bad things in life and then feel guilty about it.
My friend Heather, who is three months pregnant (I add this just to make her seem a little more decadent than I am- but this is mitigated by the fact I left my spouse who is pregnant with twins), was amazingly lucky. Heather is what I would call a high roller, but then again I am certainly not the arbiter of "rollers". Its fun to be with someone who really bets. Heather is wildly successful in business, so she has it to gamble-- but what about all the others in the place?
It was packed at 3pm on Tuesday afternoon, and these people were serious. One guy kept throwing his cards when he got a bad hand like in - there goes the rent - there goes the braces for my kids legs- kind of way.
What I would like to know...and I mean this sincerely- why do Asians LOVE to gamble?
I counted five Anglo's, Heather and me, the cocktail waitress, a (what I think may have been) a pit boss (a guy in a bad tux named Leonard) and a red haired dealer named Silvia who informed us- while she was dealing- that,"... this place is a fucking shit hole to work in..." and that "...they are looking over my fucking shoulder all the fucking time..." . I would call her disgruntled.
Other than those five-- everyone else was Asian.
Secondly- where do they get all that dough? That is really the part that gets to me- where do these people get all this money? Is there a secret Asian underground economy going on? The world has imploded economically- but on a Tuesday afternoon - it is little Saigon at the Commence Club.
It is pure jealousy. I tried to talk to Heather about it, but she was too busy winning....so I decided to get myself something to eat since my bank roll was gone- I had the BEST fried rice I have ever had in my life...
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