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Originally Posted by Swax
but my favorite - I'm playing with some dude for about an hour, we're chatting it up, having a good time - and he actually seemed like a half-decent LAG-ish player...we go through two hispanic male dealers - finally an asian woman comes over to relieve the second guy. This dude IMMEDIATELY starts racking his chips with a facial expression that looks like he's about to be busted by the Feds and says "oh HELL no." I ask him what's wrong, and is he leaving. He immediately is like "I'm out of here man, I can't NEVER win with a Chinese dealer (I am pretty certain that dealer was definitely not chinese BTW)."
I taught English for a while in Korea and at least 1 out of every 4 people that asked me about it said something about "So how was your time in China?" When I would point out that I was in Korea they would say "right" and sort of roll their eyes as thought I was just splitting hairs.
Please keep in mind this story took place in a native american casino with at least half of the workers being native american along with 30% of the patrons.
I was playing 2/4 shorthanded with a table that consisted of a lagtard, a calling station, a friend who is a very good player, me and a fairly passive fish. I had played with the passive fish for a good hour or so before this hand and he seemed very upset with one dealer and used a word that I was not familiar with but assumed was a native american slur. "Every time she sits down I lose chips." I thought he was at least half kidding. Anyway...
Lagtard opens under the gun, calling station folds, my friend 3-bets and I look down at A
A
and 4 bet it. Passive fish calls, lagtard folds, my friend calls and I call. Flop comes down x
x
x
. I bet, passive fish calls, my friend folds. Turn comes x
. I bet he raises (this goes on for a bit on the turn and river. He eventually (after putting in at least 6 or 7 bets) mutters something about I can't believe that bitch did it to me again and calls.
I turn over the nuts. He turns over AxK
and angrily picks up his remaining chips and leaves for about 30 seconds and comes back screaming. "Why the hell do you do this to me every single time? What did I ever do to you you *native american slur* bitch?" The dealer responds by simply saying "I don't even shuffle the cards." (There is an auto-shuffler). He replies "Yeah, well, you cut the cards don't you?!" and then stormed away as though he just won the argument.