A close Julie encounter...
On Thursday I had lunch with Maria and Geni. We went to a restaurant near their office called David's Kitchen. Despite emailing saying I was leaving the office now, I still had to wait about 15 minutes once I got there. It annoyed me, but I didn't say anything.
The food was ok, I had the mi goreng rice which was a bit too spicy for my liking but I finished every grain of it. The conversation was better though. I told them I had bought some KFC for a group of homeless people. I thought about telling them about my grandmother's death, but every time I even contemplated it, I thought I would break down and cry. In the end, I did it via the KFC route, telling them I did it because my grandma had passed away and I thought we could make the most of our time here by doing something nice.
A very much discussed topic towards the end was relationships. I told them about a girl (Jenny) who had considered me as the last option because she wanted a guy with several businesses. We agreed that some girls have unrealistic expectations. I told them I was staying away from Honkie girls from now on, but they suggested maybe just the ones without PR or citizenship.
After work I went to the casino. I didn't think I'd see Julie unless I went to the baccarat tables, but as I headed to the roulette tables, there she was, dealing on a $10 table. I had worn my Spao coat I got from Korea a couple of years ago, so was feeling pretty groovy. I walked right past her table and I think she saw me. The only suitable table was the $10 table right next to hers. The ones further down were all empty.
I sat down next to an old man playing by himself. He is a regular there and apart from a few words exchanged a night or two ago, I had never really spoken to him. But this time it was just the two of us, and he started talking to me. He was losing apparently, but I noticed he would only ever bet like $30 on a dozen, so he had about a 33% chance of winning.
I noticed Julie would turn her back to me after spinning, but not sure if she did that because of me or if it was her usual routine. I tried not to pay too much attention anyway. I wasn't having much lucky with my usual outside bets, going up around $150 then going back down to my starting capital.
I saw Jenny working there too, and she walked past a few times. I tried to act like I was having fun and enjoying myself, talking and joking with the dealer and the old man next to me. The old man was slowly losing. Even though he won relatively big on one spin, he would later take out $100 notes repeatedly to keep playing, even though at times he would question if he should continue and I would tell him to walk away.
Eventually he left, but then came back with his wife. He briefly introduced her to me and we exchanged hellos. He watched a bit before leaving with her again.
Now it was just the dealer and I. He looked a bit gruff to me, and he may have had a slight NZ accent. But he was actually quite talkative and funny. I started playing sections and went down a bit before I got lucky when it landed on 27 where I had a straight up and a split.
I was keeping an eye on the dealer rotation, seeing where Julie would go. When she left her table at 6pm, I figured maybe that was the end of her shift and she'd go home. But she came back to deal at the table opposite me. Sometimes I couldn't help but look over at her. I think I still like her, but not like like if that makes sense. Not infatuated. She was joking with the Asian pit boss who appeared to be chatting her up a bit, not that it bothered me (but it would've a few months ago).
I thought about if I should stay when she changes table again. At first when the old man was around I figured I should, since he had me in a chatty and upbeat mood. But now that I was just playing with an Asian guy who didn't seem to want to talk much to the dealer, I figured it'd be awkward.
Julie soon left her table and I knew that in 15 minutes she'd come to mine. I pictured me having an opening line but then conversation going quiet and awkward. I chose to leave. I was up $200, and I wasn't really aiming for the usual $500 goal I had anyway. So being up $200 was pretty good.
I ended up taking a walk through DJ's and bought a pack of two ties because I really liked one of them and it was the last pack. I don't usually buy impulsively, but I really liked it.
Turns out that that was the perfect amount. I had a total of $2150 in my wallet. When I got home, I had an argument with my parents about going to HK for my grandma's funeral. I wanted my mother to go but she didn't want to go because she was paranoid some guy would kidnap her if she ever stepped foot in HK. So I just basically said, fuck it, I'm booking the tickets for you and you're going.
So on Friday at work, I checked the prices for two people flying to HK and staying at the same hotel I stayed at. Total cost? $2149.12.
I couldn't help but think that my grandma was looking over me and all this had been orchestrated by her.
The food was ok, I had the mi goreng rice which was a bit too spicy for my liking but I finished every grain of it. The conversation was better though. I told them I had bought some KFC for a group of homeless people. I thought about telling them about my grandmother's death, but every time I even contemplated it, I thought I would break down and cry. In the end, I did it via the KFC route, telling them I did it because my grandma had passed away and I thought we could make the most of our time here by doing something nice.
A very much discussed topic towards the end was relationships. I told them about a girl (Jenny) who had considered me as the last option because she wanted a guy with several businesses. We agreed that some girls have unrealistic expectations. I told them I was staying away from Honkie girls from now on, but they suggested maybe just the ones without PR or citizenship.
After work I went to the casino. I didn't think I'd see Julie unless I went to the baccarat tables, but as I headed to the roulette tables, there she was, dealing on a $10 table. I had worn my Spao coat I got from Korea a couple of years ago, so was feeling pretty groovy. I walked right past her table and I think she saw me. The only suitable table was the $10 table right next to hers. The ones further down were all empty.
I sat down next to an old man playing by himself. He is a regular there and apart from a few words exchanged a night or two ago, I had never really spoken to him. But this time it was just the two of us, and he started talking to me. He was losing apparently, but I noticed he would only ever bet like $30 on a dozen, so he had about a 33% chance of winning.
I noticed Julie would turn her back to me after spinning, but not sure if she did that because of me or if it was her usual routine. I tried not to pay too much attention anyway. I wasn't having much lucky with my usual outside bets, going up around $150 then going back down to my starting capital.
I saw Jenny working there too, and she walked past a few times. I tried to act like I was having fun and enjoying myself, talking and joking with the dealer and the old man next to me. The old man was slowly losing. Even though he won relatively big on one spin, he would later take out $100 notes repeatedly to keep playing, even though at times he would question if he should continue and I would tell him to walk away.
Eventually he left, but then came back with his wife. He briefly introduced her to me and we exchanged hellos. He watched a bit before leaving with her again.
Now it was just the dealer and I. He looked a bit gruff to me, and he may have had a slight NZ accent. But he was actually quite talkative and funny. I started playing sections and went down a bit before I got lucky when it landed on 27 where I had a straight up and a split.
I was keeping an eye on the dealer rotation, seeing where Julie would go. When she left her table at 6pm, I figured maybe that was the end of her shift and she'd go home. But she came back to deal at the table opposite me. Sometimes I couldn't help but look over at her. I think I still like her, but not like like if that makes sense. Not infatuated. She was joking with the Asian pit boss who appeared to be chatting her up a bit, not that it bothered me (but it would've a few months ago).
I thought about if I should stay when she changes table again. At first when the old man was around I figured I should, since he had me in a chatty and upbeat mood. But now that I was just playing with an Asian guy who didn't seem to want to talk much to the dealer, I figured it'd be awkward.
Julie soon left her table and I knew that in 15 minutes she'd come to mine. I pictured me having an opening line but then conversation going quiet and awkward. I chose to leave. I was up $200, and I wasn't really aiming for the usual $500 goal I had anyway. So being up $200 was pretty good.
I ended up taking a walk through DJ's and bought a pack of two ties because I really liked one of them and it was the last pack. I don't usually buy impulsively, but I really liked it.
Turns out that that was the perfect amount. I had a total of $2150 in my wallet. When I got home, I had an argument with my parents about going to HK for my grandma's funeral. I wanted my mother to go but she didn't want to go because she was paranoid some guy would kidnap her if she ever stepped foot in HK. So I just basically said, fuck it, I'm booking the tickets for you and you're going.
So on Friday at work, I checked the prices for two people flying to HK and staying at the same hotel I stayed at. Total cost? $2149.12.
I couldn't help but think that my grandma was looking over me and all this had been orchestrated by her.
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