Game over
Well it happened, I got the dreaded “tap on the shoulder”
Let me digress:
I was playing a $15 table for about 2 hours where the count went absolutely nowhere, so I was treading water (I think I was down about 100 bucks or there abouts, when finally I got an ok count TC +3 with only a few hands left.
So I ramped up to 5 units, hey presto go a pair of 9’s vs a dealer 6, and boy I felt good, split them got a pair of 19’s and sure enough he dealer went bust, so I squirreled away a few chips.
Next hand pulled in a blackjack with +5 units again, and then thirdly and finally before the shuffle, had one of those scary moments in BS where BS says to do one thing but that evil little alien inside you says to do another, but I stayed true and did as BS says. I had a pair of 3’s versus a dealer 7. this one is one where I really had to think long and hard about, but split the threes, got an eight on one, so doubled and got a 6 for a total of 17, got a picture on the other, hit and got a 6, for a 19, and was looking ok.
Sure enough dealer pulls a 9 then a picture for a bust! Was I ever so happy! Yay for me, so I squirreled away some more chips, finally after a wait I was getting a return.
Then the dealer shuffles up, and I lean back in the chair time to turn off my brain and behind me is some sort of manager guy, and two heavies, like im some sort of two bit criminal.
“Mr RingyDingy we would like to invite you to perhaps try some of our other games here at XXX” I was like huh, what the? I was totally lost for words, I hadn’t prepared anything to say in this situation, I totally didn’t know what to say or do I was dumbstruck, really and totally dumbstruck. My heart was racing, my brain was confused as hell, so my ever so witty reply was “What, how come?” (god I wish I could have that minute over again) to which his reply was almost a carbon copy, “perhaps you can try your luck at many of our other games, have you tried our carribbean stud poker? there is a monster jackpot this week” or there abouts, again I was still stunned, I must have looked like the biggest dickhead, anyways I hopped up the two heavies were eyeing me off, but I said thanks anyways its time I went home, the manager guy said, “that’s probably a good idea”.
So I cashed in my chips and went home, some +200 or there abouts.
Now by this stage when I got back to my car I was like totally shaking, I was petrified, thinking oh crap they will get me, etc etc, which was totally paranoid.
So I sat in my car for like 20 minutes I guess, locked the doors, thinking what was it, what had I done, why did it happen.
I was thinking, but I hadn’t won until the last few hands so it cant have been then, were they watching me? The pit bosses hardly came over to my table at all during this visit, was I doing a homer and counting out loud? What had I done? Im just a small fry playing crappy limits,was it my wonging of doom on the green chip table last visit? What was it? Was it because I was stupid enough to use my comps card? I guess I could go around for ever thinking about it, but for no avail, because now, im kaput!
So there you have it, im now slotted in my home town casino, the only one for a good distance around.
Im really pissed off to be honest, not at the casino really but at myself for being a total low stakes noob player who managed to get caught, what a dick.
So dare I say it? Game over?
Ringy