Originally Posted by Something Clever
I Just pray this TR doesn't end with "ended up degening it all at the wheel.". Let's hope for some run good.
So I get to Vegas on saturday around ten in the morning. We get off the plane grab a 1.75 of kettle and a few packs of smokes at the store and head to the palazzo to check in.
Upon check in we had to change rooms because they gave us a king bed instead of 2 queens. Now while waiting in suite 1 we bang out some drinks. About half hour later bellman comes and we head down to suite2. Looking out our window we can see the pool area. Looks pretty ****ty out. So we decide we're gonna skip the pool.
We head downstairs and buddy is a craps virgin so I take him to the table to shoot. He rolls for about fifteen minutes and we walk away up a grand the first fifteen minutes out of the hotel room. Sweet man looks like run good has come along.
Afterwards I remember that I have the purple chip from Harrahs. We talk a short walk down the strip to H and after what seemed like 20 minutes to verify the Tahoe chip I got my 500. Nice another 100 in the black. While I was at the cage my buddy decided to mess around on roulette. He was playing small and made 150 off of a 40 dollar buy in.
I decide to try my luck and start playing also. Ive been running good so far. I buy in for $500. Done in about fifteen minute. F**k. Buy in another 500. Lose that in about another half hour. There goes all my profit. Vodkas are still flowing pretty heavy and line of thinking is definitely getting cloudy. I buy in another 1000. I brick all of that too. God damn. Went from a fantastic start to a pretty ****ty one. Now I tell myself only another thousand. I finally smash on of my numbers with 60 on it. I'm back on the black.
My buddy gets back to the table after checking out the poker room at harrah's. He didn't know it was pretty lame and came back with this report. He buys back in to roulette. Here's where it gets ****ty. I was pretty drunk at this point and feeling like superman. I start laying around 500 a spin. Within an hour I'm stuck like 3k again. This time no miracle smash on my number. My buddy gets pretty pissed at me for not wanting take a break. Told me to chill the **** out that we'd still be here for 5 more days.
Like a true drunken degenerate I send him on his way back to hotel and tell him I'll be back soon. I play for about another two hours breaking even. Finally I decide to press cause I'm pretty ****ing shot at this point. It's about 8:00 at night and I still haven't eaten. I end up blowing through almost everything.
I head to the V poker room with my last 300 bucks. I don't have the patience or mindset and lose 200 of it playing 1/2. I pick up my last hundred and tuck my tail. We head up to the room. Happy birthday to me.
I've lost a bunch of money gambling in my life but I've never felt so crappy about it. I pretty much ruined the trip before it even got started. I pretty much spent the rest of my trip in my hotel room down at the pool and walking down to taco gordo and the convenience store. So there it is a complete and utter meltdown. I didn't even get to play poker at all. I'm so annoyed with myself for being such a degenerate donkey.
Sitting in McCarran right now waiting to head back to NY. Back to the grind of working my ****ty job for ****ty pay. I'm a little discouraged but I will regroup and try again.
So there it is. That's my TR. a very unsuccessful one.