Big week / Summer
I can't believe I got through that week, and am so glad it's over.
On Tuesday I had my hearing (as mentioned earlier). Spent a good half of the day cross-examining the main target, picked out a few lies for which we'll save for later. I did feel sorry for her, however, since I could empathise with her. She was so lonely she started meeting people on dating sites and doing drugs with them. Not good when one of those is a bikie. When I asked if there were better ways to make friends, she said "when you have nothing, you'll take anything".
I was in a hypocritically similar situation. I have realised that now that I don't hang around my high school friends as much (Malay, Thai and Scope playing PS4, and Shuing always starts arguments), I am using the casino as a social venue. Probably not the best place to make friends.
The witness had her downfall caused by loneliness, and I wondered if the same would happen to me. I often wonder how life would be different had I settled down with a girl and had a family by now?
After work I went to the casino, hoping for Julie. I didn't see her, but did win $400.
On Wednesday I went to court with Rob to apply for a SW, and also spent the day finishing off the memo to the boss due before the hearing resumed on Friday. Immediately after work I went to bball, which was a bit disappointing because many guys didn't show up, so it was just me, Mike, Mark and Kevin plus a random who was really shit.
I somehow managed to get home rather quickly, have a shower and changed, and then went out to the casino thinking Julie might be on night shift. She wasn't. It was quite crowded for a Wednesday night. I played at the table facing the entrance, and after a while that Irish guy who shares the idea with me to never play alone at a table came and sat down next to me.
We greeted each other and I complained to him about the woman who had just left, about her squeezing up too close to me when there was plenty of room as there was only two of us. The dealer was a small Caucasian guy who looked a bit like that light bulb guy from X-Men.
The Irish guy and I talked about we thought the game was rigged, and he mentioned that when there is a big player at a table surrounded by little players, it always seems like the big player loses and the others win. I also mentioned about not chasing losses, and he agreed but also acknowledged that we have all fallen for that.
He won a couple of spins then lost and changed tables. I was down a bit before a couple of big wins brought me back up by $280 so I left. I walked around and saw the Irish guy was now at the $25 table, presumably chasing losses, and playing by himself. Hmmm.
On Thursday I tried to prepare for the remainder of the hearing on Friday, but it was kinda hard as we had a training session at lunch time. It was useful, but definitely could've used the hour to prep for the hearing.
After work I went to the casino, sure that I would see Julie. She wasn't there.
I decided to just try to win $100 and leave, using $100 chips to play colour/column. I drew on the first bet and lost on the second.
Motherfucker.
I then switched to playing sectors and eventually lost all my $1900. I was playing alone at the table. I think it really affected me because I could feel my head sweating like crazy. I even had to try to discreetly wipe off my sweat at times.
Then I went to the ATM and withdrew whatever I had left, being $1000. I returned, and played alone at a table again. I managed to make about $900 back but kept playing, thinking I could make it all back. The dealer was a nice enough guy, but he spun up 0-3 about three times then changed shifts. I figured the new dealer wouldn't be able to keep that up, but HE FUCKING SPUN 0-3 THREE MORE TIMES!!! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???
Well that killed me, and I left feeling like shit, having lost $2900. I told myself that I'd have to make it back slowly. That was definitely possible, as my record shows it doesn't take that long to make back $2900. But then again, I always tell myself, you can't expect a repeat of the past because of how unpredictable the game is.
It also made me question whether I was going there for Julie, or was it an excuse to gamble? If I don't have anymore money, I can't see Julie. Understand that.
Yesterday I went to the casino after work, even though I don't usually go on Fridays. My hearing went a bit bad with the witness denying and not remembering, which always makes me feel like I did a shit job. I was so tired I spent the rest of the day doing nothing.
I didn't see Julie at the casino. I looked around for a table with one or two players playing, and found an ideal table at the end where one guy was sitting at the end corner of the table. When I got there, I realised he had been very chatty with the dealer Karen. I bought in $800. The guy turned out to be chatty with me, and I noticed he was drinking so was probably just a friendly drunk. Later he introduced himself as Steve.
I lost my first $800 and had to use my remaining $1200. I eventually got back up to $2000 by doing $400 bets on 1-2. There was quite a jolly conversation going on mainly between Steve and Karen, with me interjecting every now and then. Steve blatantly asked her out, saying he'd buy her a drink after her shift. It really made me think - I had been obsessing and fearing doing it with Julie, but here this guy was doing it like nothing, with the supervisor nearby. Granted, he was drunk and middle aged so he had more confidence, but dayum.
Not that Karen said yes. It didn't even seem obvious that she ignored it, but conversation just carried on naturally. I realised I was too sensitive and should act like I didn't care like Steve, or act like it wasn't such a big deal.
Steve was having quite a bit of luck. He would randomly bet corners and would win more often than not. I wasn't doing too bad either, by the end of Karen's shift, I was up $700. When there was a dealer change to Kris, Steve kept talking. At one point he asked if the chips were worth $25 each, and I was like "man, you been playing all this time thinking they were $25 each?" and I shared a look with Kris.
I was only playing colours/column but started noticing Kris wasn't hitting the 0-3 sector AT ALL. I placed the minimum bet on 1-2 every now and then and won twice, but lost after he finally hit 0-3. During that streak, I even told Kris. He had gone at least 11 spins without hitting 0-3. Unbelievable. Imagine if I had smashed it on all those.
Despite his drunkenness, Steve had the sense to cash out, saying he wanted to get something to eat. I believed him, and thought about joining him. He definitely wouldn't have minded, as throughout the whole time he kept offering to buy me a drink. He worked with oil or something, doing fly in and fly out type of thing. Seemed like a nice enough guy, but then I didn't really want to talk to a drunk. He had mentioned TEN and a bit about the stock market, so that was the only reason I even considered it.
I cashed out soon after he left and hovered around the roulette tables. I was up $800 and wanted to round it off to $1000. I kept walking around the tables looking for the right numbers, and was probably lucky because I managed to avoid a lot that I would've lost on had I bet black/3rd.
Part of me also wanted to talk to that Chinese girl Summer. Whilst I was at Kris' table, she had been at the next table, and as I was looking at the display board, she probably thought I had been looking at her. At times I were, but mostly not. At one point I thought she shot me a death stare because she thought I kept looking at her.
Anyway, I stood at her table for a bit looking at numbers, then walked away. I thought I saw her look my way when I was far away, but maybe not. I returned to her table and finally bet black/3rd, and drew. I won $100 on another table, and then returned to her table.
I had somehow started talking to that Phillipino looking lady. This was probably the longest chat I've had with her ever. We talked about sections and how the casino seemed to rig it. She agreed to never play alone at a table. She also saw what I was doing with my colour/column strategy. She mentioned she had lost a few thousand and after that her section came up three times in a row. I told her I lost $3000 the night before and managed to win back $1000 now.
I went to Summer's table and bet bet/3rd. It landed on 6. The Phillipino lady congratulated me. I started talking to Summer without playing. Although she had a defensive bitch face on before, she now seemed quite friendly. I realised perhaps she was nervous and thus defensive.
I broke the ice by just talking about numbers, asking what would come up next. She nervously shrugged, saying she didn't know. She mentioned she had only been here for about two months. I kinda knew that because I think she started at around the same time as Julie.
I asked why she wanted to be a dealer, and she said she didn't want an office job, and wanted a bit of excitement. I asked her if she enjoyed dealing roulette, and she said it was ok. I suggested she learn another game so she could get paid more, and she said the rule now is you have to wait about six to nine months before moving onto another game. Hmmm.
She also memtioned she didn't work weekends. She asked me if blackjack was the only game I played, before correcting herself. From this, it confirmed for me that she was indeed nervous, which was the reason for her defensive bitch face.
She asked if I worked in the city, I said yes and she said that was convenient. I mentioned something about it being very hot outside and having to wait until it cools down outside before I leave. She then had a shift change, and another guy replaced her. I talked to this dealer a bit, and he asked me how much I had won. I said $1000 and he said it wasn't that much. I explained to him that if I put $2000 in the bank it would take ages before it made $1000. I know $1000 "isn't that much" in a casino environment, but goddamn, how long does it take him to make $1000?
Anyway, I left with a $1210 gain, which went a long way to reducing the damage from the day before.
On Tuesday I had my hearing (as mentioned earlier). Spent a good half of the day cross-examining the main target, picked out a few lies for which we'll save for later. I did feel sorry for her, however, since I could empathise with her. She was so lonely she started meeting people on dating sites and doing drugs with them. Not good when one of those is a bikie. When I asked if there were better ways to make friends, she said "when you have nothing, you'll take anything".
I was in a hypocritically similar situation. I have realised that now that I don't hang around my high school friends as much (Malay, Thai and Scope playing PS4, and Shuing always starts arguments), I am using the casino as a social venue. Probably not the best place to make friends.
The witness had her downfall caused by loneliness, and I wondered if the same would happen to me. I often wonder how life would be different had I settled down with a girl and had a family by now?
After work I went to the casino, hoping for Julie. I didn't see her, but did win $400.
On Wednesday I went to court with Rob to apply for a SW, and also spent the day finishing off the memo to the boss due before the hearing resumed on Friday. Immediately after work I went to bball, which was a bit disappointing because many guys didn't show up, so it was just me, Mike, Mark and Kevin plus a random who was really shit.
I somehow managed to get home rather quickly, have a shower and changed, and then went out to the casino thinking Julie might be on night shift. She wasn't. It was quite crowded for a Wednesday night. I played at the table facing the entrance, and after a while that Irish guy who shares the idea with me to never play alone at a table came and sat down next to me.
We greeted each other and I complained to him about the woman who had just left, about her squeezing up too close to me when there was plenty of room as there was only two of us. The dealer was a small Caucasian guy who looked a bit like that light bulb guy from X-Men.
The Irish guy and I talked about we thought the game was rigged, and he mentioned that when there is a big player at a table surrounded by little players, it always seems like the big player loses and the others win. I also mentioned about not chasing losses, and he agreed but also acknowledged that we have all fallen for that.
He won a couple of spins then lost and changed tables. I was down a bit before a couple of big wins brought me back up by $280 so I left. I walked around and saw the Irish guy was now at the $25 table, presumably chasing losses, and playing by himself. Hmmm.
On Thursday I tried to prepare for the remainder of the hearing on Friday, but it was kinda hard as we had a training session at lunch time. It was useful, but definitely could've used the hour to prep for the hearing.
After work I went to the casino, sure that I would see Julie. She wasn't there.
I decided to just try to win $100 and leave, using $100 chips to play colour/column. I drew on the first bet and lost on the second.
Motherfucker.
I then switched to playing sectors and eventually lost all my $1900. I was playing alone at the table. I think it really affected me because I could feel my head sweating like crazy. I even had to try to discreetly wipe off my sweat at times.
Then I went to the ATM and withdrew whatever I had left, being $1000. I returned, and played alone at a table again. I managed to make about $900 back but kept playing, thinking I could make it all back. The dealer was a nice enough guy, but he spun up 0-3 about three times then changed shifts. I figured the new dealer wouldn't be able to keep that up, but HE FUCKING SPUN 0-3 THREE MORE TIMES!!! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???
Well that killed me, and I left feeling like shit, having lost $2900. I told myself that I'd have to make it back slowly. That was definitely possible, as my record shows it doesn't take that long to make back $2900. But then again, I always tell myself, you can't expect a repeat of the past because of how unpredictable the game is.
It also made me question whether I was going there for Julie, or was it an excuse to gamble? If I don't have anymore money, I can't see Julie. Understand that.
Yesterday I went to the casino after work, even though I don't usually go on Fridays. My hearing went a bit bad with the witness denying and not remembering, which always makes me feel like I did a shit job. I was so tired I spent the rest of the day doing nothing.
I didn't see Julie at the casino. I looked around for a table with one or two players playing, and found an ideal table at the end where one guy was sitting at the end corner of the table. When I got there, I realised he had been very chatty with the dealer Karen. I bought in $800. The guy turned out to be chatty with me, and I noticed he was drinking so was probably just a friendly drunk. Later he introduced himself as Steve.
I lost my first $800 and had to use my remaining $1200. I eventually got back up to $2000 by doing $400 bets on 1-2. There was quite a jolly conversation going on mainly between Steve and Karen, with me interjecting every now and then. Steve blatantly asked her out, saying he'd buy her a drink after her shift. It really made me think - I had been obsessing and fearing doing it with Julie, but here this guy was doing it like nothing, with the supervisor nearby. Granted, he was drunk and middle aged so he had more confidence, but dayum.
Not that Karen said yes. It didn't even seem obvious that she ignored it, but conversation just carried on naturally. I realised I was too sensitive and should act like I didn't care like Steve, or act like it wasn't such a big deal.
Steve was having quite a bit of luck. He would randomly bet corners and would win more often than not. I wasn't doing too bad either, by the end of Karen's shift, I was up $700. When there was a dealer change to Kris, Steve kept talking. At one point he asked if the chips were worth $25 each, and I was like "man, you been playing all this time thinking they were $25 each?" and I shared a look with Kris.
I was only playing colours/column but started noticing Kris wasn't hitting the 0-3 sector AT ALL. I placed the minimum bet on 1-2 every now and then and won twice, but lost after he finally hit 0-3. During that streak, I even told Kris. He had gone at least 11 spins without hitting 0-3. Unbelievable. Imagine if I had smashed it on all those.
Despite his drunkenness, Steve had the sense to cash out, saying he wanted to get something to eat. I believed him, and thought about joining him. He definitely wouldn't have minded, as throughout the whole time he kept offering to buy me a drink. He worked with oil or something, doing fly in and fly out type of thing. Seemed like a nice enough guy, but then I didn't really want to talk to a drunk. He had mentioned TEN and a bit about the stock market, so that was the only reason I even considered it.
I cashed out soon after he left and hovered around the roulette tables. I was up $800 and wanted to round it off to $1000. I kept walking around the tables looking for the right numbers, and was probably lucky because I managed to avoid a lot that I would've lost on had I bet black/3rd.
Part of me also wanted to talk to that Chinese girl Summer. Whilst I was at Kris' table, she had been at the next table, and as I was looking at the display board, she probably thought I had been looking at her. At times I were, but mostly not. At one point I thought she shot me a death stare because she thought I kept looking at her.
Anyway, I stood at her table for a bit looking at numbers, then walked away. I thought I saw her look my way when I was far away, but maybe not. I returned to her table and finally bet black/3rd, and drew. I won $100 on another table, and then returned to her table.
I had somehow started talking to that Phillipino looking lady. This was probably the longest chat I've had with her ever. We talked about sections and how the casino seemed to rig it. She agreed to never play alone at a table. She also saw what I was doing with my colour/column strategy. She mentioned she had lost a few thousand and after that her section came up three times in a row. I told her I lost $3000 the night before and managed to win back $1000 now.
I went to Summer's table and bet bet/3rd. It landed on 6. The Phillipino lady congratulated me. I started talking to Summer without playing. Although she had a defensive bitch face on before, she now seemed quite friendly. I realised perhaps she was nervous and thus defensive.
I broke the ice by just talking about numbers, asking what would come up next. She nervously shrugged, saying she didn't know. She mentioned she had only been here for about two months. I kinda knew that because I think she started at around the same time as Julie.
I asked why she wanted to be a dealer, and she said she didn't want an office job, and wanted a bit of excitement. I asked her if she enjoyed dealing roulette, and she said it was ok. I suggested she learn another game so she could get paid more, and she said the rule now is you have to wait about six to nine months before moving onto another game. Hmmm.
She also memtioned she didn't work weekends. She asked me if blackjack was the only game I played, before correcting herself. From this, it confirmed for me that she was indeed nervous, which was the reason for her defensive bitch face.
She asked if I worked in the city, I said yes and she said that was convenient. I mentioned something about it being very hot outside and having to wait until it cools down outside before I leave. She then had a shift change, and another guy replaced her. I talked to this dealer a bit, and he asked me how much I had won. I said $1000 and he said it wasn't that much. I explained to him that if I put $2000 in the bank it would take ages before it made $1000. I know $1000 "isn't that much" in a casino environment, but goddamn, how long does it take him to make $1000?
Anyway, I left with a $1210 gain, which went a long way to reducing the damage from the day before.
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