I'm sorry, the credit card must go

After the big win yesterday, I couldn't get roulette out of my mind. I realised I was now deeply entrenched in it. I thought about it at work. But I also considered closing my credit card account. I decided I would. I guess all I had to do was keep a bit more money on standby. But if I was going to close it, then how about having one last go, aye?

At lunch time I bumped into Ben, Roy and Matt at the lifts as they were going running. In the lifts Matt was half talking to me and Ben, and Roy was talking to Marcus. Roy glanced behind him and looked at me. I wondered, did he know I was a compulsive gambler? Was that the reason for the look?

That look was enough to deter me from gambling...for the next few hours.

After work I got changed and went to the gym. I got home, and there was about two hours till dinner, so......

I rushed out to withdraw $1000 and rushed to the casino. I found a table, and drained my first $500 rather quickly. Then there was a change of dealer. I hung around for a bit and was even up about $70, but I wanted maybe about $100 more. I never got there. I got killed by a streak of my sector as I was betting against it. Funny how the trend is always against whatever I'm doing.

I walked out, feeling angry, frustrated and depleted.

I'm sorry, but the credit card must go.