So I'm playing poker at the casino last night and before I went out I read skipsback's post about "before you go out make sure you can say to yourself, I couldn't look any better." Well I did the opposite, I went out with a 3 day goatee looking all scraggly, a marines T shirt & some jeans going to play some poker on Christmas Eve. The last thing on my mind was meeting a HB & trying to game her while I work on my Texas Hold em' skills, besides I look like chit. So I get there and its as usual, dudes playing poker, rowdy tables, boring tables & no HB as usual. So then I really start to relax. I get in a pretty rowdy table where theres tons of action. So I'm winning lots, then losing lots and if you play no limit holdem you know you can get pretty frustrated to a point to where your in a bad mood. After about 4-5 hours our table gets spit and I'm sent to a different table right next to a HB8.5.
My 1st response would be damm, you sit right next to a HB8.5, your in a fvcked up mood, you stink, you look like chit and you know your gonna wish you hooked yourself up before you went out cause your gonna wanna game her. That's not what happened last night. Last night I could give a fvck. I sat down right next to her, ask her to move over some and slam my chip rack down lol. She turns to me and says:
HB: hey, the dealers asking you a question
Me: what does he want
HB: he wants to know blah blah blah about your chips
Me: I look at dealer, point down to my chips & ingore HB 8.5
I continue playing and could care less about HB when she turns to me again and says:
HB: were you in the marines (looking at my shirt)
Me: yea (not even making eye contact)
HB: oh wow that's cool
Me: ...........
Now gradually I'm getting into a better & better mood. I'm getting in a better mood cause I'm winning stacks & stacks of chips from this chip leader guy at the table. Turns out this guy who I'm taking stacks from is the guy that HB came there with. Now I still don't know if that was her B/F, friend or what cause this just happened but I'm hoping more along the friends line for his sake cause of how things went down from that point on, if that was her B/f then he's ACF to the fullest.
So I'm winning and I start getting into a more open mood. I start chatting people up, cracking jokes. HB notices a bunch of crumbs left buy her seat and turns to me with
HB: look at all those crumbs, who was sitting here, ugh
Me: the cookie monster??
HB: cracks up like thats the funniest thing she ever heard in her life
Me: I'm out guys ::too the table:::
Hb: oh your leaving?
Me: yeah I'm gonna go see if I can catch santa crawling out my chimney
Hb: Lol, well merry christmas
Me: you too
Hb:: hands me business card nonchalantly like almost underneath the table & gives me a big azz kool-aid smile:: & says Bye
I take card, grab my chips & exit stage left.
Now I'm a guy that usually puts a lot of effort in when I get ready to go out. Clean shave, perfect cologne, nails clipped, ect. Hell I even do some dips/ push ups before I roll out. When you do this for so long you feel a lil weird when you change it up. Almost like you feel naked without it. Now after this experience I feel I may have been wasting my time with all that. Can it always be this easy? Time will tell cause I'm definetly gonna mix up how I prepare myself & see what results I get. I'll keep you all posted on how this plays out.
My 1st response would be damm, you sit right next to a HB8.5, your in a fvcked up mood, you stink, you look like chit and you know your gonna wish you hooked yourself up before you went out cause your gonna wanna game her. That's not what happened last night. Last night I could give a fvck. I sat down right next to her, ask her to move over some and slam my chip rack down lol. She turns to me and says:
HB: hey, the dealers asking you a question
Me: what does he want
HB: he wants to know blah blah blah about your chips
Me: I look at dealer, point down to my chips & ingore HB 8.5
I continue playing and could care less about HB when she turns to me again and says:
HB: were you in the marines (looking at my shirt)
Me: yea (not even making eye contact)
HB: oh wow that's cool
Me: ...........
Now gradually I'm getting into a better & better mood. I'm getting in a better mood cause I'm winning stacks & stacks of chips from this chip leader guy at the table. Turns out this guy who I'm taking stacks from is the guy that HB came there with. Now I still don't know if that was her B/F, friend or what cause this just happened but I'm hoping more along the friends line for his sake cause of how things went down from that point on, if that was her B/f then he's ACF to the fullest.
So I'm winning and I start getting into a more open mood. I start chatting people up, cracking jokes. HB notices a bunch of crumbs left buy her seat and turns to me with
HB: look at all those crumbs, who was sitting here, ugh
Me: the cookie monster??
HB: cracks up like thats the funniest thing she ever heard in her life
Me: I'm out guys ::too the table:::
Hb: oh your leaving?
Me: yeah I'm gonna go see if I can catch santa crawling out my chimney
Hb: Lol, well merry christmas
Me: you too
Hb:: hands me business card nonchalantly like almost underneath the table & gives me a big azz kool-aid smile:: & says Bye
I take card, grab my chips & exit stage left.
Now I'm a guy that usually puts a lot of effort in when I get ready to go out. Clean shave, perfect cologne, nails clipped, ect. Hell I even do some dips/ push ups before I roll out. When you do this for so long you feel a lil weird when you change it up. Almost like you feel naked without it. Now after this experience I feel I may have been wasting my time with all that. Can it always be this easy? Time will tell cause I'm definetly gonna mix up how I prepare myself & see what results I get. I'll keep you all posted on how this plays out.
