learning to count
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Just some funny stories from gambling heaven.
I did a one week tour of lost wages with the team earlier this summer. Overall we did great on BJ but lost on other advantage games. During an extended play on a nice six deck shoe at some routine type lost wages casino I was betting nicely into a growing positive edge. I was making the called for plays according to the index when a losing ploppy commented on my "luck" and my moves.
He warned me that he was an experienced gambler, "over 30 years of losing", and that his so called gambling friends who were "professionals" would not take kindly to my splitting tens, hitting soft 18 against nine, ten, or ace, etc. etc.. He advised me that I could bring trouble on my self. After a few minutes of his veiled whining threats I turned to him and leaned into his face and exclaimed "what sane person would fu%k with a face like this".
I must say that I can look pretty evil when I want to. Ask the mayor he will vouch for my actors ability to look mean and evil. The ploppy backed off and stuttered "uh uh well ya gotta be careful I guess".
I quickly grabbed his arm and smiled hey I was just teasing you. He sheepishly smiled and quieted down. A few hands later and he pulled in the few red chips he had left and said good bye.
The dealer looked up at me and said that was the funniest thing I ever saw. She admitted that she had to pee bad after that show. She was relieved and ran to the potty. Later I cashed in over $800 and left the dealer a few red chips, (I know auto ape I dont tip), because she and I had a built a good association and she never called checks play on my act. Next day this payed off big.
On another day we found a dealer in another lost wages type casino where the dealer must of been the owner. He was dealing to a few cards left in the deck. The table was full but my cousin Panther counter wonged in and started decimating the chip rack. I wanted in bad but none of the asssh0l# ploppies would lose all their chips. One old bat was sitting at first base losing that months mortgage payment and every time she would go down to a few red chips she would yank out another C-note. Panther started a conversati0on with her and started lecturing to her about the evils of gambling especially when one was on a bad losing streak. Panther has a way of smiling in your face as he sticks the dagger in your back. All the time the idiot kept yanking out those c-notes. Finally Panther made a comment on how she was looking tired and she should take a break. She stood up and started swearing at him, "You just want my seat, fu%k you". Panther was able to convince the PC that the woman was drunk. Panther just kept on playing and getting richer. Sadly I had to watch. It was okay because I gave him my session bankroll and doubled his bets! She ended up losing several thousand. Oh well Panther tried to be the good samaritan. We ended up rich and ate and drank for free!
One final incident made me a believer! Panther and I wonged into a healthy count and did some nominal damage to the rack. A "lucky" ploppy woman was at first base losing her breast augmentation down payment. When she was down to a few hundred in green Panther was able to convince her that a real gambler would wager the whole stack in a do or die scenario. Well she did and to our dismay got a blackjack. Well she was Panthercounters friend for life or at least until she lost. Panther then convinced her she was "lucky". Her frustrated losing husband was standing behind her whining about dinner. Panther then got him to agree that wagering the whole stack was worth it. "Hey it was the casino's money not hers!" She put it out there and BANG! Jed's a millionaire! She busted and we got the table to our selves. Poor ploppy! Hey she even thanked ole Panther for the advice!
Well well children time to go back to work. Papa needs a new fishing boat!
I did a one week tour of lost wages with the team earlier this summer. Overall we did great on BJ but lost on other advantage games. During an extended play on a nice six deck shoe at some routine type lost wages casino I was betting nicely into a growing positive edge. I was making the called for plays according to the index when a losing ploppy commented on my "luck" and my moves.
He warned me that he was an experienced gambler, "over 30 years of losing", and that his so called gambling friends who were "professionals" would not take kindly to my splitting tens, hitting soft 18 against nine, ten, or ace, etc. etc.. He advised me that I could bring trouble on my self. After a few minutes of his veiled whining threats I turned to him and leaned into his face and exclaimed "what sane person would fu%k with a face like this".
I must say that I can look pretty evil when I want to. Ask the mayor he will vouch for my actors ability to look mean and evil. The ploppy backed off and stuttered "uh uh well ya gotta be careful I guess".
I quickly grabbed his arm and smiled hey I was just teasing you. He sheepishly smiled and quieted down. A few hands later and he pulled in the few red chips he had left and said good bye.
The dealer looked up at me and said that was the funniest thing I ever saw. She admitted that she had to pee bad after that show. She was relieved and ran to the potty. Later I cashed in over $800 and left the dealer a few red chips, (I know auto ape I dont tip), because she and I had a built a good association and she never called checks play on my act. Next day this payed off big.
On another day we found a dealer in another lost wages type casino where the dealer must of been the owner. He was dealing to a few cards left in the deck. The table was full but my cousin Panther counter wonged in and started decimating the chip rack. I wanted in bad but none of the asssh0l# ploppies would lose all their chips. One old bat was sitting at first base losing that months mortgage payment and every time she would go down to a few red chips she would yank out another C-note. Panther started a conversati0on with her and started lecturing to her about the evils of gambling especially when one was on a bad losing streak. Panther has a way of smiling in your face as he sticks the dagger in your back. All the time the idiot kept yanking out those c-notes. Finally Panther made a comment on how she was looking tired and she should take a break. She stood up and started swearing at him, "You just want my seat, fu%k you". Panther was able to convince the PC that the woman was drunk. Panther just kept on playing and getting richer. Sadly I had to watch. It was okay because I gave him my session bankroll and doubled his bets! She ended up losing several thousand. Oh well Panther tried to be the good samaritan. We ended up rich and ate and drank for free!
One final incident made me a believer! Panther and I wonged into a healthy count and did some nominal damage to the rack. A "lucky" ploppy woman was at first base losing her breast augmentation down payment. When she was down to a few hundred in green Panther was able to convince her that a real gambler would wager the whole stack in a do or die scenario. Well she did and to our dismay got a blackjack. Well she was Panthercounters friend for life or at least until she lost. Panther then convinced her she was "lucky". Her frustrated losing husband was standing behind her whining about dinner. Panther then got him to agree that wagering the whole stack was worth it. "Hey it was the casino's money not hers!" She put it out there and BANG! Jed's a millionaire! She busted and we got the table to our selves. Poor ploppy! Hey she even thanked ole Panther for the advice!
Well well children time to go back to work. Papa needs a new fishing boat!
