Both of these involved blackjack, a game I love to play. I had already blown my self-allotted gambling money for the night so I decided to mosey on over to the bar and use what non-gambling money I had leftover to load up on some liquid goodness.
I was there with two friends (brothers) who were going strong at the tables, certainly having a lot more luck that I was. They get 11s in their initial hands and I get stuck with 13s and 14s.
So, I'm putting back a drink and watching TV when I hear a loud slam. I look to my right and notice some dude kicking the video blackjack machine. Thinking it'd stop, I go back to the TV, I hear it again. I turn and this guy's getting more visibly upset because he's losing.
I direct my attention over to this guy now. I'm too far to see his hands, but it didn't matter since he lost everyone. In addition to kicking the machine, he slams down on the buttons with a closed fist. It starts to become a pattern, slam and kick, slam and kick, and it keeps getting louder and harder. He's now standing up, assaulting the machine, and dropping F-bombs every time he's losing. Security eventually has to go over there and calm him down. He agrees then plays one more hand. He loses, kicks the machine one more time and leaves. I overheard the bartender tell one of the waitresses that he had quite enough to drink for the evening before he went to that machine.
Amused, I walk back over to my friends. One of them has busted out and is now just watching. The other one isn't fairing so well either. I guess me leaving killed Lady Luck. The table had also switched dealers and this one was much more vocal about things. Everybody else had left so it was just my buddy playing against the dealer.
My friend was dealt 15. He chose to stay. The dealer then says to my friend, "I don't know why you didn't hit." The dealer then flips over a 13 then hits a face card to bust. That's why he didn't hit, pal.
The next hand has the dealer showing an ace and he asks for an insurance bet. My friend says no and the dealer asks him to reconsider and again my friend says no. The dealer then asked, "Or do you not know what Insurance is?" My friend had a 17 and lost to a 19. (Ace and an eight) He would have lost his insurance as well and he knew it.
It's my friend's final hand and he busts. He gets up looking defeated and we start to head for the exit. Our backs are to the dealer and he says, "Hey. Hey!"
We turn around and the dealer smiles, shrugs his shoulders and says, "Hey man, you were the one who cut the deck, so...."
I think that dealer might be on my buddy's blacklist.
I was there with two friends (brothers) who were going strong at the tables, certainly having a lot more luck that I was. They get 11s in their initial hands and I get stuck with 13s and 14s.
So, I'm putting back a drink and watching TV when I hear a loud slam. I look to my right and notice some dude kicking the video blackjack machine. Thinking it'd stop, I go back to the TV, I hear it again. I turn and this guy's getting more visibly upset because he's losing.
I direct my attention over to this guy now. I'm too far to see his hands, but it didn't matter since he lost everyone. In addition to kicking the machine, he slams down on the buttons with a closed fist. It starts to become a pattern, slam and kick, slam and kick, and it keeps getting louder and harder. He's now standing up, assaulting the machine, and dropping F-bombs every time he's losing. Security eventually has to go over there and calm him down. He agrees then plays one more hand. He loses, kicks the machine one more time and leaves. I overheard the bartender tell one of the waitresses that he had quite enough to drink for the evening before he went to that machine.
Amused, I walk back over to my friends. One of them has busted out and is now just watching. The other one isn't fairing so well either. I guess me leaving killed Lady Luck. The table had also switched dealers and this one was much more vocal about things. Everybody else had left so it was just my buddy playing against the dealer.
My friend was dealt 15. He chose to stay. The dealer then says to my friend, "I don't know why you didn't hit." The dealer then flips over a 13 then hits a face card to bust. That's why he didn't hit, pal.
The next hand has the dealer showing an ace and he asks for an insurance bet. My friend says no and the dealer asks him to reconsider and again my friend says no. The dealer then asked, "Or do you not know what Insurance is?" My friend had a 17 and lost to a 19. (Ace and an eight) He would have lost his insurance as well and he knew it.
It's my friend's final hand and he busts. He gets up looking defeated and we start to head for the exit. Our backs are to the dealer and he says, "Hey. Hey!"
We turn around and the dealer smiles, shrugs his shoulders and says, "Hey man, you were the one who cut the deck, so...."
I think that dealer might be on my buddy's blacklist.
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