Misha Anniversary / huge losses
Yesterday was my big day at the casino, taking $4000 and trying to make a motza. It pretty much backfired as I couldn't replicate the other big day I had. The most I was ever up was $300 right at the beginning, and then I began to slowly fade away.
I saw Julie working at the bottom area after a while, and whilst I usually only play in the upper area, I decided to have a go at a table in the bottom area. I sat down at the table behind Julie, and just as I did, she got up for her break. I had a guess that when she came back, she would be at my table.
During her break I was making chit chat with the dealer, and right on time about 15 minutes later, Julie replaced him. I decided to be the one to break the ice this time by saying "new dealer tie" which made her chuckle a bit.
By now, all betting strategies and financial sense had gone out the door. I was placing my bets without much thinking, other than to keep it at the minimum $100, figuring I'd probably break even if practice held true to theory.
After a while I realised I was slowly losing, and I said to Julie she was a "bad dealer". She called me superstitious, and right after that I won the next few hands. We talked about the game and other players, with me talking about the guy who hangs around roulette and stinks. She said she thought she knew who I was talking about, and said he comes to check out the female dealers, as when they make eye contact with him, he instantly looks away.
I'm not sure if I was a distraction, or if she was just usually somewhat clueless, but she seemed prone to make mistakes at times. Like sometimes she would need a moment to figure out who the cards went to, or sometimes would take some time to figure out the winner, and at one stage when banker won on six, I was like "oh half price" and she said "oh thanks, I didn't even realise".
She brought up how this was a bad game to play, and I said this had a lower house edge than roulette, which she agreed with. However, I thought I detected a bit of a vibe from her which showed she didn't like me gambling. My theory seemed to gain a bit more support when the shoe ended and she asked if I had made my money back from losing early on when she started. I said something about how I had won a lot the past few days so it didn't matter.
I thanked her and left, like I would have done with any other dealer.
Settling into another table, I felt re-focused, but more importantly, I felt a sense of satisfaction. It was as if I had been satisfied...socially. Maybe that part of my life was missing and I came here to fill it, which Julie just did. But I still needed to try to win my money back as I was down about $2000.
A few times I made my way back up to around $3300 but never got closer than that. In the end, I lost it all.
After that I went to see Misha, but when I booked, the guy didn't tell me that at that particular time, she was only available for half an hour. So I got there and he told me that, and I was left with only a 30 minute booking.
When I saw her, we went into the room down the end on the ground floor as usual, and I complained about the booking. She asked if I wanted a noodle and I said there wasn't enough time. She wanted to go out and I said not to worry, but she insisted and went, and came back with a glass of milk and some weird looking snack. It was like a long piece of dried brown vegetable.
I tried it and it was chewy but a bit sweet. She said it was corn, and it went nice with the milk. She wanted to lie down so we did whilst chewing away at the corn snack. We talked about my day at the casino, and I told her about how that Vietnamese lady took me to the VIP area. I did lie though about the amount I lost, saying I was now down $1000 for the month. That amount actually looks pretty good right now.
I told her how we had met in October last year, so it had been a year now. She said I had promised her a ring before I went to HK, which I really don't remember, but I used the corn thing to wrap around her finger to try to make a ring out of it, and she ate it lol.
She asked me where we would be in 10 years, and I joked that we would have our kids. She said she didn't even know where she would be a year from now, and said maybe we would be walking, holding hands, without shoes (implying we had no money due to baccarat). I added we would yell out "picture!" which made her laugh lol. I also said we would go to the movies, and when waiting for the screen to light up, we'd yell "picture!" as well which made her laugh even harder.
Towards the end of the session, and before the buzzer went, she ushered me out which made me wonder why. Anyway, I thought maybe this was a good compromise as I didn't spend as much on a visit to see her.
Today
I woke up at 3am, feeling somewhat uneasy after yesterday's loss. I had sworn off gambling, and now I realised how Misha felt and why she needed sleeping pills. I bummed around on the net for a bit before going back to bed, but even then it was like I was just sleeping with my eyes half closed.
I woke up a few hours later and decided to go to the casino. I started with $2000 and aimed to win $200 and leave. I was up $250 pretty soon, but I felt some sort of social obligation to stay. I don't know why, but I just felt like I needed to stay. It felt so comfortable to just stay.
Of course, in the end, I lost everything, and made it to work just on time. I really wondered what I had become.
I went to court with Claire, and it never ceases to amaze me how many guys check her out or be real nice to her just because she is attractive. Having an attractive companion also has its perks too.
At lunch time, I couldn't help but go again. I was determined this time to win $200 and leave. I withdrew $4000 from the bank and...lost it all. I was never up. It was the most frustrating thing. You could've had someone follow me and bet opposite of me on everything and make a million bucks.
I looked around and mentally said goodbye for a while.
Back in the office, I got some work done, before getting the idea of seeing Misha after work, as I was feeling like shit. And because it was our one year anniversary, I thought about getting her a ring from Tiffany. She wanted a ring, so I thought that would work.
But as time came for it, an old idea popped back into my head - why not buy her a small gold bullion bar? I bet she had never seen one before, And it would be great insurance against her future losses at the casino. This could be an introduction to assets and values for her.
So at about 4:30pm, I went to that bullion place and bought one on my credit card. I had made a booking to see her already, and after work I changed and caught a bus to the shop.
I thought I was a bit late but I had to wait like 10 minutes anyway.
We went into the same room as usual, and I told her about how I woke up at 3am and thought about her and sleeping pills (she laughed), and how I went to the casino before work. I didn't tell her I went at lunch, and I lied, saying I had won $1000 so now was back to even.
I was sitting against the bed wall and asked her to sit in between my legs. At first she sat facing me before I asked her to turn around. She really wondered what I was up to and figured I was going to pull something out of my pocket. She was looking and I told her not to look.
I finally managed to pull it out after some struggle and gave it to her. She looked at the red pocket curiously and asked what it was. As she opened it and squeezed it, trying to see the silhouette of it, I yelled "picture! picture!" which made her crack up lol. I then yelled "ding ding ding ding ding" and "chou chou chou", referring to what people yell in baccarat.
She pulled it out and was still unsure what it was. I had her turn it over and she asked "gold?" and I said yes. She thanked me and seemed genuinely grateful. I pulled out my phone and showed her the website of the place I got it from, to show the price and others that were available. She said she liked the Buddha one but didn't like how it was a woman. I explained to her how the value can go up, and asked her to never sell it, and that it was just in case she lost money. She said she would never sell it.
I told her when I won money from the casino I would buy some, and that I would also buy them for my mum every year.
We started talking about baccarat, and she told me about a customer who came to see her after losing $1000, claiming that the dealers press down on some sort of button as they pulled a card out. I told her I always watch them pull cards out and never noticed. She said she is always looking at the monitor and never noticed.
She also told me about how she is so focused on the monitor, that one time she sat next to a customer for a whole hour without even realising he was there. I wanted to see where I stood, so I asked more about it, and she said she didn't talk to him that time, and he wasn't a regular. She said she would only say hi if she considered him a good friend.
She went out to make me a noodle, even though I thought there wouldn't be enough time, before realising it had only been about 10 minutes. About five minutes later she came back with the big bowl, but this time there was kim chi as a side dish instead of the other vegetable. I took the pillow and put it on my lap for the tray, and she said something about me being a quick learner.
I asked if she was really returning to Korea at the end of the year and she said yes. I reminded her that I was going to the US and she started telling me about how she had been around the world and I said I knew. I said we should have dinner outside before she leaves and she said "arisa" in Korean, meaning "I understand". Not sure if that was a good sign or not.
I asked if she would pay back the $12,000 in time and she said she would. She also said she would save a bit more to play one more time before leaving.
She asked when the new casino would open and I said 2019. She wondered what it would be like, and I said she would be in Korea anyway. She said she might come back for it.
She said her friend came from the US recently and lost $10,000 in Vegas, and warned me about gambling there. I said I wouldn't, as I don't gamble when I'm overseas and especially when I'm with friends. She asked why and I said I did not want to drag friends into it, when I knew what it had done to me when someone dragged me into it. She understood.
She told me another friend of hers had married an Australian here and wasn't working, and would look at the old grandmas in the casinos and pubs and think how that would be like her when she gets old. This led to her saying something about how she hated housework and cleaning, unless she had children. So I joked, saying to stop her gambling we must have children. She asked what would be their names and suggested 'Natural' (as in Natural nine in baccarat) would be good. I said we could name one Natural Nine and one Natural Eight, and if we didn't like the third kid we'd name him Baccarat. She laughed real hard at this lol.
I asked if she ever thought about her family when gambling and she said of course not. I told her about the old man I see at roulette who reminds me of my father, and the guilt I feel when I see him.
Again, before the buzzer sounded, she ended the session. I said I wanted to stay a few more minutes, and we talked a bit more. I promised her I wouldn't go back to the casino until we went together next time, and we pinkie promised. I had no more money anyway.
I saw Julie working at the bottom area after a while, and whilst I usually only play in the upper area, I decided to have a go at a table in the bottom area. I sat down at the table behind Julie, and just as I did, she got up for her break. I had a guess that when she came back, she would be at my table.
During her break I was making chit chat with the dealer, and right on time about 15 minutes later, Julie replaced him. I decided to be the one to break the ice this time by saying "new dealer tie" which made her chuckle a bit.
By now, all betting strategies and financial sense had gone out the door. I was placing my bets without much thinking, other than to keep it at the minimum $100, figuring I'd probably break even if practice held true to theory.
After a while I realised I was slowly losing, and I said to Julie she was a "bad dealer". She called me superstitious, and right after that I won the next few hands. We talked about the game and other players, with me talking about the guy who hangs around roulette and stinks. She said she thought she knew who I was talking about, and said he comes to check out the female dealers, as when they make eye contact with him, he instantly looks away.
I'm not sure if I was a distraction, or if she was just usually somewhat clueless, but she seemed prone to make mistakes at times. Like sometimes she would need a moment to figure out who the cards went to, or sometimes would take some time to figure out the winner, and at one stage when banker won on six, I was like "oh half price" and she said "oh thanks, I didn't even realise".
She brought up how this was a bad game to play, and I said this had a lower house edge than roulette, which she agreed with. However, I thought I detected a bit of a vibe from her which showed she didn't like me gambling. My theory seemed to gain a bit more support when the shoe ended and she asked if I had made my money back from losing early on when she started. I said something about how I had won a lot the past few days so it didn't matter.
I thanked her and left, like I would have done with any other dealer.
Settling into another table, I felt re-focused, but more importantly, I felt a sense of satisfaction. It was as if I had been satisfied...socially. Maybe that part of my life was missing and I came here to fill it, which Julie just did. But I still needed to try to win my money back as I was down about $2000.
A few times I made my way back up to around $3300 but never got closer than that. In the end, I lost it all.
After that I went to see Misha, but when I booked, the guy didn't tell me that at that particular time, she was only available for half an hour. So I got there and he told me that, and I was left with only a 30 minute booking.
When I saw her, we went into the room down the end on the ground floor as usual, and I complained about the booking. She asked if I wanted a noodle and I said there wasn't enough time. She wanted to go out and I said not to worry, but she insisted and went, and came back with a glass of milk and some weird looking snack. It was like a long piece of dried brown vegetable.
I tried it and it was chewy but a bit sweet. She said it was corn, and it went nice with the milk. She wanted to lie down so we did whilst chewing away at the corn snack. We talked about my day at the casino, and I told her about how that Vietnamese lady took me to the VIP area. I did lie though about the amount I lost, saying I was now down $1000 for the month. That amount actually looks pretty good right now.
I told her how we had met in October last year, so it had been a year now. She said I had promised her a ring before I went to HK, which I really don't remember, but I used the corn thing to wrap around her finger to try to make a ring out of it, and she ate it lol.
She asked me where we would be in 10 years, and I joked that we would have our kids. She said she didn't even know where she would be a year from now, and said maybe we would be walking, holding hands, without shoes (implying we had no money due to baccarat). I added we would yell out "picture!" which made her laugh lol. I also said we would go to the movies, and when waiting for the screen to light up, we'd yell "picture!" as well which made her laugh even harder.
Towards the end of the session, and before the buzzer went, she ushered me out which made me wonder why. Anyway, I thought maybe this was a good compromise as I didn't spend as much on a visit to see her.
Today
I woke up at 3am, feeling somewhat uneasy after yesterday's loss. I had sworn off gambling, and now I realised how Misha felt and why she needed sleeping pills. I bummed around on the net for a bit before going back to bed, but even then it was like I was just sleeping with my eyes half closed.
I woke up a few hours later and decided to go to the casino. I started with $2000 and aimed to win $200 and leave. I was up $250 pretty soon, but I felt some sort of social obligation to stay. I don't know why, but I just felt like I needed to stay. It felt so comfortable to just stay.
Of course, in the end, I lost everything, and made it to work just on time. I really wondered what I had become.
I went to court with Claire, and it never ceases to amaze me how many guys check her out or be real nice to her just because she is attractive. Having an attractive companion also has its perks too.
At lunch time, I couldn't help but go again. I was determined this time to win $200 and leave. I withdrew $4000 from the bank and...lost it all. I was never up. It was the most frustrating thing. You could've had someone follow me and bet opposite of me on everything and make a million bucks.
I looked around and mentally said goodbye for a while.
Back in the office, I got some work done, before getting the idea of seeing Misha after work, as I was feeling like shit. And because it was our one year anniversary, I thought about getting her a ring from Tiffany. She wanted a ring, so I thought that would work.
But as time came for it, an old idea popped back into my head - why not buy her a small gold bullion bar? I bet she had never seen one before, And it would be great insurance against her future losses at the casino. This could be an introduction to assets and values for her.
So at about 4:30pm, I went to that bullion place and bought one on my credit card. I had made a booking to see her already, and after work I changed and caught a bus to the shop.
I thought I was a bit late but I had to wait like 10 minutes anyway.
We went into the same room as usual, and I told her about how I woke up at 3am and thought about her and sleeping pills (she laughed), and how I went to the casino before work. I didn't tell her I went at lunch, and I lied, saying I had won $1000 so now was back to even.
I was sitting against the bed wall and asked her to sit in between my legs. At first she sat facing me before I asked her to turn around. She really wondered what I was up to and figured I was going to pull something out of my pocket. She was looking and I told her not to look.
I finally managed to pull it out after some struggle and gave it to her. She looked at the red pocket curiously and asked what it was. As she opened it and squeezed it, trying to see the silhouette of it, I yelled "picture! picture!" which made her crack up lol. I then yelled "ding ding ding ding ding" and "chou chou chou", referring to what people yell in baccarat.
She pulled it out and was still unsure what it was. I had her turn it over and she asked "gold?" and I said yes. She thanked me and seemed genuinely grateful. I pulled out my phone and showed her the website of the place I got it from, to show the price and others that were available. She said she liked the Buddha one but didn't like how it was a woman. I explained to her how the value can go up, and asked her to never sell it, and that it was just in case she lost money. She said she would never sell it.
I told her when I won money from the casino I would buy some, and that I would also buy them for my mum every year.
We started talking about baccarat, and she told me about a customer who came to see her after losing $1000, claiming that the dealers press down on some sort of button as they pulled a card out. I told her I always watch them pull cards out and never noticed. She said she is always looking at the monitor and never noticed.
She also told me about how she is so focused on the monitor, that one time she sat next to a customer for a whole hour without even realising he was there. I wanted to see where I stood, so I asked more about it, and she said she didn't talk to him that time, and he wasn't a regular. She said she would only say hi if she considered him a good friend.
She went out to make me a noodle, even though I thought there wouldn't be enough time, before realising it had only been about 10 minutes. About five minutes later she came back with the big bowl, but this time there was kim chi as a side dish instead of the other vegetable. I took the pillow and put it on my lap for the tray, and she said something about me being a quick learner.
I asked if she was really returning to Korea at the end of the year and she said yes. I reminded her that I was going to the US and she started telling me about how she had been around the world and I said I knew. I said we should have dinner outside before she leaves and she said "arisa" in Korean, meaning "I understand". Not sure if that was a good sign or not.
I asked if she would pay back the $12,000 in time and she said she would. She also said she would save a bit more to play one more time before leaving.
She asked when the new casino would open and I said 2019. She wondered what it would be like, and I said she would be in Korea anyway. She said she might come back for it.
She said her friend came from the US recently and lost $10,000 in Vegas, and warned me about gambling there. I said I wouldn't, as I don't gamble when I'm overseas and especially when I'm with friends. She asked why and I said I did not want to drag friends into it, when I knew what it had done to me when someone dragged me into it. She understood.
She told me another friend of hers had married an Australian here and wasn't working, and would look at the old grandmas in the casinos and pubs and think how that would be like her when she gets old. This led to her saying something about how she hated housework and cleaning, unless she had children. So I joked, saying to stop her gambling we must have children. She asked what would be their names and suggested 'Natural' (as in Natural nine in baccarat) would be good. I said we could name one Natural Nine and one Natural Eight, and if we didn't like the third kid we'd name him Baccarat. She laughed real hard at this lol.
I asked if she ever thought about her family when gambling and she said of course not. I told her about the old man I see at roulette who reminds me of my father, and the guilt I feel when I see him.
Again, before the buzzer sounded, she ended the session. I said I wanted to stay a few more minutes, and we talked a bit more. I promised her I wouldn't go back to the casino until we went together next time, and we pinkie promised. I had no more money anyway.
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