Casino Escape
I had wanted to get to work extra early today because I knew it was full of non-productive activities, like the pinyata and the drinks with the cops, but I only got there at about 8:30am. Even then, before I got changed, Imad asked me to appear in court for Steve, so that was the end of my hope to get some paper work done.
I bumped into Steve in the corridor and he gave me the most concise summary ever of what needed to be done, lol. Despite that, I realised the facts sheet needed to be changed. I wanted to confer with Mary about it but she wasn't around, so I asked Nunjo about it. But I started off with what came off as a bit of a flirt. I told her I had a dream about her. She smiled, almost as if to show she was interested to hear what was coming next, whereas for some reason I half expected her to turn her back to me. I told her I dreamed I had said something offensive to her and she wouldn't speak to me (which was true, I did have that dream). She said that would be pretty hard to do. Then I asked her the question about work, and I spent the time I had left fixing it up before leaving for court.
Had that mag who is a bit cranky all the time, but today he seemed to be in a good mood. It was a relatively easy matter to do, but the defence needed time to speak to their client so I waited around for close to an hour. During that time I checked facebook 563 times, checked the news, and sat around observing. Maybe for the first time ever, as I watched everyone moving around, I realised what it may have been like for a defendant waiting at court. You hardly give this perspective any consideration because most of the time you're in your own zone, just thinking about what you need to do. But I could see how this environment could be intimidating, and I could see how I'd envy those whose careers revolved around this place - yes, I am one of those.
I eventually got the matter done and was surprised to see Genie waiting for me. I knew she was in another court, but didn't expect her to come find me. We walked back to the office together, even though I had semi-promised Mis I'd have coffee with him.
I worked until about 12:30pm when I went out for a walk. I wanted to check out a suit, but seriously, the guy who works there is so snobbish, I didn't even go in. I've bought a suit there before, but decided to look them up on the net, and even someone else said that guy was a douche. Today, someone else was looking through a rack and this guy gave a look of disdain at the guy looking through the rack. I thought "stuff it, you're not the only shop that sells suits" and I walked off.
I walked through JB Hi-Fi (PS3 still same price) and then went back to the office to eat my lunch I had brought from home. Then I just hung around until 2pm when it was pinyata time. I saw that Mary and Clare were at the para-bay ready for it, but Nunjo was still in her room. I thought about going to get her, but thought "stuff it" as I didn't always want to be the one to get her, and I felt it was a bit snobbish of her to always wait until someone comes to get her.
She eventually came around, and we started the pinyata. People wanted me to go first, but I think Mary ended up being the first one. I did get a few "whoa" when I had my turn, even though I felt like I could've hit it harder. I had a second crack at it, which was the first to break the lollies out, hehe.
It was funny when DS had a go, he's a funny guy. I watched Nunjo have a go, and she had an ok hit. Briony took some photos and videos, I hope I get to see them. I did see them quickly afterwards, and I swear, I'm still not used to seeing myself with a shaved head.
I did a bit of work until 3pm when Mary came around to collect us for the xmas drinks with the cops. In the lift down, I realised I was the only guy amongst the seven of us. Genie was standing at the back, and I was standing to the right of the doors, opposite Mary. I think it was Moira who talked about Genie getting a highlighter on her dress, so Genie pulled her dress forward to look at it and show her, and I just looked at it out of curiousity. I couldn't see any markings, but when I looked back up Mary was looking at me. It was that "trying to figure me out" type of look, as if she was thinking I had a secret thing for Genie. Fark.
We headed off, and I walked with Genie on the way to the bus stop. On the bus, we sat on those three seaters which can fold up for wheelchairs. Mary and Nunjo sat on one side, and Genie and Clare sat on the other. Ogre and Moira had gone to the back. I sat next to Nunjo.
Mary asked Nunjo what she was doing over the break, and she said she was going to see her grandparents. Mary then asked me, and I said I was hanging around, but that I was looking to buy a PS3 to play with over the break. Then Mary asked about GTA, lol, and I said I have the old version of it.
Getting off the bus, I walked with Genie as we made our way up the hill and towards the pub. It brough back memories of last year. We walked all the way around before finding the cops, in the exact same room as last year. This time, however, I felt a little more comfortable as I have now worked with some of them. I thought they'd be pretty welcoming, but I found that they all sat together, leaving us to sit in our own group. I mean, there was some interaction, but the cops on the other end didn't make any effort at all to talk to us.
I sat next to Nunjo, and for a few moments I had to squeeze in right next to her because we thought we didn't have enough seats. Mary, Ogre, Moira and I went to get the drinks. Moira asked me to carry Nunjo's drink, and for a very brief moment I wondered if she did that because she suspected something. Nah, she couldn't have.
I held a beer and my lemon squash in my hands as I headed back to the table. I joked to them that anyone seeing this would think the beer was for me and the lemon squash was for Nunjo, lol.
After a while, I realised that Nunjo and I were similar in that we both seemed to prefer to be quiet and observe others. I found myself leaning on a handle at the end of her chair. A cop was reading Clare's palm, and I said I had my palm read before. They were asking me what was said about me, and I said he wanted me to change the direction my bed was facing, and he said I should go with an older woman.
Ogre then said something about giving noodles. I was like "what?" and she laughed. Then I realised - she was referring to Nunjo giving me noodles on Wednesday. I looked at Nunjo and she was laughing shyly, covering her face with both her palms. Hmmm.
For a few moments after that as I watched others talk, I fantasised about holding Nunjo's hand as if we were a couple. Then I shook out of it.
At about 4:30pm, I noticed Nunjo look at her watch. I looked at her, and she said she wanted to make a move. Mary took the cue and said we should go, and then we spent an obligatory 5-10 more minutes talking before actually leaving. I walked with Nunjo a bit and told her she wanted to leave on the dot, and she said she wanted a cigarette break as she lit one up. I asked her if she ever plans to slow down, and she said no. She then said she wanted to drop back behind the group. I took that to mean that she didn't want me to talk to her, or she didn't want the group watching us, so I walked with Genie.
We stopped near the train station where we split. Genie and I decided to go back to the office, and the rest went another way. While we had stopped, I noticed Nunjo take off her cardigan. I checked her out quickly, and realised her boobs were kinda saggy - yet another reminder of what I may be in for if I go into this. I noticed she put her cardigan back on. Did she read my mind? Or did she think I was a pervert? I doubt it was the latter, because she gave me a friendly look, smile and wave as we parted.
Shortly after getting back to the office, Genie left. I stayed a bit before deciding to go to the casino. My original plan was to go to the gym first, but I didn't want to make an extra trip into the office to change.
So I walked to the casino after withdrawing $800 on my credit card. I didn't have a very good feeling about this. I was feeling cautious, and I told myself that was a good thing because it meant I wouldn't make reckless bets. At the same time, I felt like my luck was about to run out. I knew how important this was - I was at the pivotal point where if I win, it could really help in erasing the debt for next week. If I lost, then it would be a huge setback.
I lost on my first bet, despite using the safe strategy of covering 30/37 numbers. That really hurt. A few spins later I went up $100 and wanted to win $100 more. But I soon found myself down. I struggled, jumping from table to table, and at one stage, I held only two chips in my hand as I watched the wheel spin. I could feel it - this wasn't my night.
I hung around the $400-$600 mark for a long time. At times I thought "fuck it, I'll just bet recklessly" but then told myself to keep following my plan. The column/colour strategy really kept me in the game, especially when it hit both on one spin. I was up $100 again and then soon found myself down a substantial amount. I was ready to walk out a loser. It was not a good feeling. Inside, I pleaded to get back up by $100 so I could leave. I had seen the dark side, I told myself.
It really was a hard fight. The look on the face of the pitbosses, the fight for space on a table, the feeling like shit after a losing spin, really made me just want to leave as quickly as possible.
Finally, I managed to crawl back to break even, and then won $100 on the 30/37 strategy. I went to cash out $900. That was enough for me. I really felt stressed. It was pretty unbelievable. That was enough challenge for the time being. I needed to get to the gym. All I wanted to do was to be lying down in the gym, knowing that I managed to get out of the casino up $100. No, more importantly, it was getting out of the casino not losing $800.
I went back to the office to change, and then went to the gym. My legs were sore from the walking and standing around. My sneakers felt so good. I went to the gym and did my usual stuff. Despite coming so close to losing all my $800 and barely escaping the casino, I somehow felt that the $100 win wasn't enough. Everytime I thougth like that, I mentally slapped myself and told myself that I didn't lose $800 which was a feat in itself. Not only that, but I made a net gain of about $80.
So stop complaining.
I bumped into Steve in the corridor and he gave me the most concise summary ever of what needed to be done, lol. Despite that, I realised the facts sheet needed to be changed. I wanted to confer with Mary about it but she wasn't around, so I asked Nunjo about it. But I started off with what came off as a bit of a flirt. I told her I had a dream about her. She smiled, almost as if to show she was interested to hear what was coming next, whereas for some reason I half expected her to turn her back to me. I told her I dreamed I had said something offensive to her and she wouldn't speak to me (which was true, I did have that dream). She said that would be pretty hard to do. Then I asked her the question about work, and I spent the time I had left fixing it up before leaving for court.
Had that mag who is a bit cranky all the time, but today he seemed to be in a good mood. It was a relatively easy matter to do, but the defence needed time to speak to their client so I waited around for close to an hour. During that time I checked facebook 563 times, checked the news, and sat around observing. Maybe for the first time ever, as I watched everyone moving around, I realised what it may have been like for a defendant waiting at court. You hardly give this perspective any consideration because most of the time you're in your own zone, just thinking about what you need to do. But I could see how this environment could be intimidating, and I could see how I'd envy those whose careers revolved around this place - yes, I am one of those.
I eventually got the matter done and was surprised to see Genie waiting for me. I knew she was in another court, but didn't expect her to come find me. We walked back to the office together, even though I had semi-promised Mis I'd have coffee with him.
I worked until about 12:30pm when I went out for a walk. I wanted to check out a suit, but seriously, the guy who works there is so snobbish, I didn't even go in. I've bought a suit there before, but decided to look them up on the net, and even someone else said that guy was a douche. Today, someone else was looking through a rack and this guy gave a look of disdain at the guy looking through the rack. I thought "stuff it, you're not the only shop that sells suits" and I walked off.
I walked through JB Hi-Fi (PS3 still same price) and then went back to the office to eat my lunch I had brought from home. Then I just hung around until 2pm when it was pinyata time. I saw that Mary and Clare were at the para-bay ready for it, but Nunjo was still in her room. I thought about going to get her, but thought "stuff it" as I didn't always want to be the one to get her, and I felt it was a bit snobbish of her to always wait until someone comes to get her.
She eventually came around, and we started the pinyata. People wanted me to go first, but I think Mary ended up being the first one. I did get a few "whoa" when I had my turn, even though I felt like I could've hit it harder. I had a second crack at it, which was the first to break the lollies out, hehe.
It was funny when DS had a go, he's a funny guy. I watched Nunjo have a go, and she had an ok hit. Briony took some photos and videos, I hope I get to see them. I did see them quickly afterwards, and I swear, I'm still not used to seeing myself with a shaved head.
I did a bit of work until 3pm when Mary came around to collect us for the xmas drinks with the cops. In the lift down, I realised I was the only guy amongst the seven of us. Genie was standing at the back, and I was standing to the right of the doors, opposite Mary. I think it was Moira who talked about Genie getting a highlighter on her dress, so Genie pulled her dress forward to look at it and show her, and I just looked at it out of curiousity. I couldn't see any markings, but when I looked back up Mary was looking at me. It was that "trying to figure me out" type of look, as if she was thinking I had a secret thing for Genie. Fark.
We headed off, and I walked with Genie on the way to the bus stop. On the bus, we sat on those three seaters which can fold up for wheelchairs. Mary and Nunjo sat on one side, and Genie and Clare sat on the other. Ogre and Moira had gone to the back. I sat next to Nunjo.
Mary asked Nunjo what she was doing over the break, and she said she was going to see her grandparents. Mary then asked me, and I said I was hanging around, but that I was looking to buy a PS3 to play with over the break. Then Mary asked about GTA, lol, and I said I have the old version of it.
Getting off the bus, I walked with Genie as we made our way up the hill and towards the pub. It brough back memories of last year. We walked all the way around before finding the cops, in the exact same room as last year. This time, however, I felt a little more comfortable as I have now worked with some of them. I thought they'd be pretty welcoming, but I found that they all sat together, leaving us to sit in our own group. I mean, there was some interaction, but the cops on the other end didn't make any effort at all to talk to us.
I sat next to Nunjo, and for a few moments I had to squeeze in right next to her because we thought we didn't have enough seats. Mary, Ogre, Moira and I went to get the drinks. Moira asked me to carry Nunjo's drink, and for a very brief moment I wondered if she did that because she suspected something. Nah, she couldn't have.
I held a beer and my lemon squash in my hands as I headed back to the table. I joked to them that anyone seeing this would think the beer was for me and the lemon squash was for Nunjo, lol.
After a while, I realised that Nunjo and I were similar in that we both seemed to prefer to be quiet and observe others. I found myself leaning on a handle at the end of her chair. A cop was reading Clare's palm, and I said I had my palm read before. They were asking me what was said about me, and I said he wanted me to change the direction my bed was facing, and he said I should go with an older woman.
Ogre then said something about giving noodles. I was like "what?" and she laughed. Then I realised - she was referring to Nunjo giving me noodles on Wednesday. I looked at Nunjo and she was laughing shyly, covering her face with both her palms. Hmmm.
For a few moments after that as I watched others talk, I fantasised about holding Nunjo's hand as if we were a couple. Then I shook out of it.
At about 4:30pm, I noticed Nunjo look at her watch. I looked at her, and she said she wanted to make a move. Mary took the cue and said we should go, and then we spent an obligatory 5-10 more minutes talking before actually leaving. I walked with Nunjo a bit and told her she wanted to leave on the dot, and she said she wanted a cigarette break as she lit one up. I asked her if she ever plans to slow down, and she said no. She then said she wanted to drop back behind the group. I took that to mean that she didn't want me to talk to her, or she didn't want the group watching us, so I walked with Genie.
We stopped near the train station where we split. Genie and I decided to go back to the office, and the rest went another way. While we had stopped, I noticed Nunjo take off her cardigan. I checked her out quickly, and realised her boobs were kinda saggy - yet another reminder of what I may be in for if I go into this. I noticed she put her cardigan back on. Did she read my mind? Or did she think I was a pervert? I doubt it was the latter, because she gave me a friendly look, smile and wave as we parted.
Shortly after getting back to the office, Genie left. I stayed a bit before deciding to go to the casino. My original plan was to go to the gym first, but I didn't want to make an extra trip into the office to change.
So I walked to the casino after withdrawing $800 on my credit card. I didn't have a very good feeling about this. I was feeling cautious, and I told myself that was a good thing because it meant I wouldn't make reckless bets. At the same time, I felt like my luck was about to run out. I knew how important this was - I was at the pivotal point where if I win, it could really help in erasing the debt for next week. If I lost, then it would be a huge setback.
I lost on my first bet, despite using the safe strategy of covering 30/37 numbers. That really hurt. A few spins later I went up $100 and wanted to win $100 more. But I soon found myself down. I struggled, jumping from table to table, and at one stage, I held only two chips in my hand as I watched the wheel spin. I could feel it - this wasn't my night.
I hung around the $400-$600 mark for a long time. At times I thought "fuck it, I'll just bet recklessly" but then told myself to keep following my plan. The column/colour strategy really kept me in the game, especially when it hit both on one spin. I was up $100 again and then soon found myself down a substantial amount. I was ready to walk out a loser. It was not a good feeling. Inside, I pleaded to get back up by $100 so I could leave. I had seen the dark side, I told myself.
It really was a hard fight. The look on the face of the pitbosses, the fight for space on a table, the feeling like shit after a losing spin, really made me just want to leave as quickly as possible.
Finally, I managed to crawl back to break even, and then won $100 on the 30/37 strategy. I went to cash out $900. That was enough for me. I really felt stressed. It was pretty unbelievable. That was enough challenge for the time being. I needed to get to the gym. All I wanted to do was to be lying down in the gym, knowing that I managed to get out of the casino up $100. No, more importantly, it was getting out of the casino not losing $800.
I went back to the office to change, and then went to the gym. My legs were sore from the walking and standing around. My sneakers felt so good. I went to the gym and did my usual stuff. Despite coming so close to losing all my $800 and barely escaping the casino, I somehow felt that the $100 win wasn't enough. Everytime I thougth like that, I mentally slapped myself and told myself that I didn't lose $800 which was a feat in itself. Not only that, but I made a net gain of about $80.
So stop complaining.
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