About Poker & Stuff...
Stopped by a local poker room yesterday morning to check out the action. I went to the desk and asked the poker host what table he had going on at the time (there was only one). He had his back to me. "Excuse me, Sir? What game do you have going?" "2/5 NL with $200/500 buy-in." He went back to watching the table and again had his back to me. There were only five players seated, two of whom I recognized from last weekend, so I pranced my happy little ass around to the other side of the desk where you buy your chips. Yeah, he still had his back to me. "I'd like to buy in." I said as I slid my $200.00 onto the counter. "Excuse me?" Finally. He turns around. "I'd like to buy in". He gives me A LOOK and said, "It's NO LIMIT". Well, yeah duh (I'm thinking) looking at him and my money on the counter and at him, "I'd like to buy in." Finally. He slides me a rack.
I set up at seat 3 doing a little happy happy joy joy dance that I was finally going to sit in a 6 handed game and not deal with a 10 player table like I'd been facing all year in tournaments. And yeah, I played some poker. Watching the 5 guys who were already there I realized I'd sat down with all of them last week. It was a nice, friendly game-- a little less brutal than the previous meeting. I was up just over $150 and was thinking about leaving and going to get some lunch before work when I looked down at A10d. Maybe a few more hands, huh? There were two players in so I called the blind. Flop came diamonds. The opening bets had pretty all much been $15 so I tossed in $25 thinking that would be enough to buy the blinds and I could go home. Guys in seat 5 and 9 both called. Well crud. I'm thinking, well, I couldn't buy it and I'm not going to donk off the hundred some I was up and I know if these guys stay in I'm going to get killed on the river. Right? Turn came diamond. I can't remember which cards were out there exactly but they were far enough apart to know a straight flush wasn't possible, and unless one of these guys boated up on the river, I still had it and shoved in $75.00. Seat 9 folded the guy in 5 called. WHAT? I kept looking at the cards out there going over and over in my mind what could he possible have. He hadn't won a hand since I sat down, had been betting on pretty much nothing, I'd already taken two small pots against him... No, I still have this. I THINK? It's got to be a smaller flush. Relax. River card was 3h. I remember that one because I slid in the $100 bill in front of me. If I'd reached for chips I would have knocked them over... if he'd been looking at me he would have noticed I was shaking so bad I had to flip my hair until I got the shaking of my head back under control... I know the guy next to him saw that. But he didn't look at me. He thought about it for almost FIVE MINUTES, as I settled down and waited. He had Qd, he called. SWEET. I played a few more hands and as the table had now become 8 players, begged off that I had to get to work. After tips & drinks cashed out $572, felt pretty good after a year of tournaments and three months of total voodoo poker curse donk-a-thon play. Not bad for an hour and a half work... Maybe I can get back into it, would be nice to start seeing regular cash again.
So I grabbed the chips & four $100.00 bills in front of me and slipped back up to see Mr.Rude at the desk who first apologized for seat 5's earlier language (he and another guy had been tossing the N-word back and forth when guy sat down in seat 4 short time earlier), thanked me for playing and cashed in my chips all while presenting me with his front side and looking me in the eye. ;) That's all for this week, not the greatest, but I'll take it.
I set up at seat 3 doing a little happy happy joy joy dance that I was finally going to sit in a 6 handed game and not deal with a 10 player table like I'd been facing all year in tournaments. And yeah, I played some poker. Watching the 5 guys who were already there I realized I'd sat down with all of them last week. It was a nice, friendly game-- a little less brutal than the previous meeting. I was up just over $150 and was thinking about leaving and going to get some lunch before work when I looked down at A10d. Maybe a few more hands, huh? There were two players in so I called the blind. Flop came diamonds. The opening bets had pretty all much been $15 so I tossed in $25 thinking that would be enough to buy the blinds and I could go home. Guys in seat 5 and 9 both called. Well crud. I'm thinking, well, I couldn't buy it and I'm not going to donk off the hundred some I was up and I know if these guys stay in I'm going to get killed on the river. Right? Turn came diamond. I can't remember which cards were out there exactly but they were far enough apart to know a straight flush wasn't possible, and unless one of these guys boated up on the river, I still had it and shoved in $75.00. Seat 9 folded the guy in 5 called. WHAT? I kept looking at the cards out there going over and over in my mind what could he possible have. He hadn't won a hand since I sat down, had been betting on pretty much nothing, I'd already taken two small pots against him... No, I still have this. I THINK? It's got to be a smaller flush. Relax. River card was 3h. I remember that one because I slid in the $100 bill in front of me. If I'd reached for chips I would have knocked them over... if he'd been looking at me he would have noticed I was shaking so bad I had to flip my hair until I got the shaking of my head back under control... I know the guy next to him saw that. But he didn't look at me. He thought about it for almost FIVE MINUTES, as I settled down and waited. He had Qd, he called. SWEET. I played a few more hands and as the table had now become 8 players, begged off that I had to get to work. After tips & drinks cashed out $572, felt pretty good after a year of tournaments and three months of total voodoo poker curse donk-a-thon play. Not bad for an hour and a half work... Maybe I can get back into it, would be nice to start seeing regular cash again.
So I grabbed the chips & four $100.00 bills in front of me and slipped back up to see Mr.Rude at the desk who first apologized for seat 5's earlier language (he and another guy had been tossing the N-word back and forth when guy sat down in seat 4 short time earlier), thanked me for playing and cashed in my chips all while presenting me with his front side and looking me in the eye. ;) That's all for this week, not the greatest, but I'll take it.
posted by Kim at 9:33 AM
3 Comments:
Typical case of the men not wanting a lady to show them up. Let 'em call you down and pay you off! My wife gets it all the time at the poker table. And what's with the brush? Hey douchebag, you're the players first contact. Don't be a rude douchebag. What cardroom is this?
Ameristar Casino Vicksburg. Maybe they're only nice to their regulars, who knows. I live here but I play elsewhere because of things just like that.
Great story Kim. Well actually, the result was great but the way you were treated by the brush was awful. I guess they don't understand that they are a customer service business. What kind of jerk still thinks its impossible to see a woman want to play No Limit? I realize this is not Vegas, but is it 1977 too?
Anyway, nice win and I'm looking forward to more great stories like this one.
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