Jesus Christmas, post too much here.. Embarrassing.
Anyways, went to the casino last night with the goal of winning or losing big. And for a solid hour and a half, it looked like it was going to be lose big. I was down $530 betting big (for me) on a few numbers. I kept switching, but 16, 21, 01, and 30 were my main 'big' wins I kinda stuck with. I bet $100 on second 12 to hopefully recoup SOMETHING, as well as my usual bet. I lost. At this point I thought I'd try out M's go to of betting a ton on second 12, screw it I was down nearly $700 anyways. I threw $20 on 21, 16, 18, 01, and 30.. and split $10 between 18 and 21 for whatever reason. I threw $100 on second 12 again as well. Wouldn't you ****ing know it, it came 21. No bounces or anything, just kinda plunked right in. 'YESSSS!!' I nearly spilt my drink, I couldn't believe it. It just felt so ****ing good, pulled an instant mental 180. I won $1240 on the spin, so I must have bet something weird that I don't remember, because I should have won $1200 on the dot. That put me nearly $400 to the good.
This is where it gets kind of sick for me, because in my mind I was still going for big or nothing, and in that mindset I guess $400 profit wasn't good enough for me..
I instantly bet way bigger feeling invincible after that 21, and dumped $800 back in a solid 5 minutes I bet. Gross, that feeling was starting to come back. I mean 21 saved me, why didn't I just say **** it, I kept thinking. Except this time it actually felt worse, which is weird. When I went there I was prepared mentally to win or lose big, I knew it was more than likely going to be lose. So I was kind of okay to be down $600 to begin. But I was 'saved' in my mind and continued to play, which made me feel worse. Oh well, time to keep playing, I'm only down $400 or so now.
M was actually playing pretty reserved and small, I think he was up like $210 so far. I'm down $400 and have to go to the bathroom, M asks me if he wants me to keep repeating my regular bet I'd stuck with for a bit. I said no, I needed a little break after that anyways, told him to obviously keep an eye on my machine and headed to the bathroom. Coming back, I saw I missed 5 spins. It came 30, blank, 30, blank, blank, 16. Cock ****ing sucker. I'd been betting my same 16, 21, 01, and 30 pretty much the whole session, they were my big wins. But no, I'm still down $400.
M looked happy as a clam in ****, and said after the first 30 he switched to my numbers and caught the other 30, and 16. I wish I had a tazer or something to electrocute his smug face. Oh well, karma for the 18 and 21 I bet when M stopped and hit it twice in three spins.
Tilted as hell, I bet the max on second 12, which is $200. Then I loaded up my favourite numbers in the second 12 area, I think I had 21, 16, 18, 19, 23. I looked over and M was betting big on his usual 17 and 20. I thought **** it, I'll bet those too, they're in the second 12 anyways. I threw $10 on both. 17. YESSSSSSSSS, for once M and I can be happy together, we never bet the same **** it seems.. one guy is always in a little bit worse of a mood haha. $960 paid on the spin, but I probably bet like $350 or so. Still, I'm to the good nearly $200 at that point.
I threw my $200 on second twelve and told myself screw my plan of winning or losing big, this way if I lost I'd leave even. Or, even better, I'd be up $600. I was lying to myself, I doubt I'd leave at that point. Those two big wins felt too good.
I won that spin, I can't remember what number came up but I know it wasn't one of my usual big numbers I was betting on the last spin. Had to be 13, or 15 or something like that.
All right, I'm up $600 at this point and M said his girlfriend was going to meet us there for drinks, and she was even bringing a cute friend. Eventually they arrive and I'm still up around $600. They want to get drinks and eat, and I wanted to stay at the roulette wheel! Couldn't believe it, this time it was M who wanted to be social and I was the roulette demon. I tried to hide how much I wanted to stay, and decided a break couldn't be too bad anyways. M and his girlfriend are on the same side of the booth quietly talking to each other which kinda leaves her friend and I there a bit awkwardly. She is kinda cute, but oh my god her voice. Didn't want to be mean, but she sounded like a deeper version of some weird kermit the frog/ray romano mix. That, plus she's LOUD and only wants to talk about how much she's into feminism and that she doesn't believe bisexuals exist.
**** me, if I had to hear her explain that bisexuals 'can't exist' because she just 'doesn't get it, they have to like one more than the other' I was going to jump off the terrace in the back. She made some remark about me seeming not interested at all, and that this was all wrong. I asked what she meant by wrong, and apparently M told her that I was looking for someone, and that I was excited to meet her etc. That bastard.
Anyways that was my cue. I told her 'Listen, I don't know what M told you, but I'm bisexual and swing more to the gay side,' before I excused myself. I'm not bisexual, but damn it was priceless seeing her face after I said that.. especially after all that **** she said earlier
. M can deal with that, friends don't hook friends up with kermit the frog/ray romano's love child. I get another drink and saunter my ass back over to roulette, happier than duck tits I don't have to listen to that drivel anymore.
There's eight seats at this wheel, and all of them are filled except one. I sit down and there is a lovely hunched over 120 year old Asian man to my right, sipping his beer, looking up at the keno board, and then betting roulette. At least I think he was 120, if not I was sitting next to a real life goblin. Goblin looked older than time itself, and he seemed superstitious as all hell.
Goblin looked up at the keno board as numbers were drawing. I guess he saw 8, and some other number. He immediately bet 8, and some number in the 30's. He plastered the **** out of 8, and bet pretty damn big on 33 or whatever. Then he bet max on first twelve, and third 12. He even through $10 on both zeros for good measure I guess.
Holy ****ing ****, I found my way out. I'm still up $600, and this guy just laid it out for me. I threw $200 on second 12, which means goblin had everything else. Again I don't remember what it came, all I know is I won. WOOOOOOH, that's right around $1000 in profit. I was going to cash out and leave happy that I accomplished my mission, but goblin repeated his bet. I couldn't pass up free money, I'm a lock to win with him betting all that shenanigans.
I threw $50 on second 12, just for the little sweat and sure enough it comes 14. Goblin looks at me and goes 'FACK, I HAVE ALL DIS CHIT AND YOU HAVE..' before he trails off in another language, probably calling me all sorts of ****.
M didn't have work the next day and neither did I, so I decided to treat him and his girlfriend to a night out. He's always generous as all hell when he wins big anyways. It was pretty much only us who went out, all my nit friends have work and are too pussy to work through the hangover.. tough beat.
That's it, I'm happy as **** my designated degen night worked out. Was a few spins away from just leaving broke, I wasn't going to lose more than $1000.. or so I told myself.
Last edited by Cantrell; 06-25-2015 at 02:10 PM.