August 17th, 2012 at 2:00:20 PM
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First of all this didn't happen recently. It was in the 90's or so. But I have always wondered why it happened. Possibly you have the answer. I was playing of all games In-Betwee/Ace Duece. Yes they had the game at the casino. I was winning around $2000 after a couple of hours play. Let me explain further. My adrenalin was flowing. I have no idea how I did it but during many hands I while talking with other players I would call out the dealers next hand! Once I told everyone the dealer was going to deal a pair. Now if you're familiar with Ace/Duece you know that if the dealer deals a pair to himself he then deals another card. If that card matches the pair everyone wins 15 or so times your bet. The dealer dealt a pair. I mentioned no one should worry because the next card would match the other two. It did! I wasn't cheating. Suddenly a man about 35 years of age dressed in a suit sat in the seat to my right. I continued to win. I remember the dealer had a 2 and a 5. I mentioned the next card would be a 3. It was! It was then the man next to me mentioned how well I was doing. I told him I'd never won so much at a casino table game. Suddenly he takes two $100 chips in his hand and says "Hey! Why don't you quit while you're ahead? It can go as fast as it came". I looked at him and said "You'll give ME $200 to leave the table a winner!" "Yes" he replied. I thanked and left the table. Everyone else at the table heard our conversation and asked if he'd do the same for them. He did not respond.
About an hour later I saw this same man enter though a door in the casino which read something like "Executive Offices". I asked an employee who he was since he was still standing at the door talking with someone. She told me he was a casino executive! Why do you think he gave me money to leave the table?
I wasn't winning that much. Thanks...
About an hour later I saw this same man enter though a door in the casino which read something like "Executive Offices". I asked an employee who he was since he was still standing at the door talking with someone. She told me he was a casino executive! Why do you think he gave me money to leave the table?
I wasn't winning that much. Thanks...
August 17th, 2012 at 3:18:06 PM
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It's hard to tell, perhaps a prop bet with another executive on whether or not you'd actually leave?
https://wizardofvegas.com/forum/off-topic/gripes/11182-pet-peeves/120/#post815219
August 17th, 2012 at 3:27:04 PM
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Perhaps he was a host, and his client wanted your "hot" seat.
Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication - Leonardo da Vinci
August 17th, 2012 at 4:22:01 PM
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Quote: AyecarumbaPerhaps he was a host, and his client wanted your "hot" seat.
Even better theory!
https://wizardofvegas.com/forum/off-topic/gripes/11182-pet-peeves/120/#post815219
August 17th, 2012 at 6:56:53 PM
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I think he thought you were just lucky and it was worth $200 for his peace of mind to not see you win more.
"For with much wisdom comes much sorrow." -- Ecclesiastes 1:18 (NIV)
August 17th, 2012 at 7:18:04 PM
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Quote: WizardI think he thought you were just lucky and it was worth $200 for his peace of mind to not see you win more.
Wouldn't someone in operations know better?
https://wizardofvegas.com/forum/off-topic/gripes/11182-pet-peeves/120/#post815219
August 17th, 2012 at 7:19:58 PM
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Quote: Mission146Wouldn't someone in operations know better?
Lol, you don't know many casino folk, do you? ;)
I was going to say maybe it was his future self saving him from plunking it all back, but the exec part threw that off. I'm stumped.
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August 18th, 2012 at 2:44:20 AM
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That sort of story makes me thing some casinos really did used to use "coolers"
the next time Dame Fortune toys with your heart, your soul and your wallet, raise your glass and praise her thus: “Thanks for nothing, you cold-hearted, evil, damnable, nefarious, low-life, malicious monster from Hell!” She is, after all, stone deaf. ... Arnold Snyder