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February 12th, 2019 at 11:06:19 AM permalink
Everyone here has a ton of Vegas stories so I thought that it would be interesting to hear everyone's best one. One rule; it can''t involve winning or losing huge sums of money.
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February 12th, 2019 at 11:31:23 AM permalink
A croupier pushed $40 in chips over to me and said it was my winnings. I hadn't made any bets yet.

I was at a table for hours with this old guy I had never met before and we were getting drunk and having a good time gambling. I got up to leave and he gave me a black chip after learning I was down for the session. I guess he was fairly well off; he had been betting $200-$300 a hand consistently for hours, with some purples making an occasional appearance (I had been betting quarters). Super nice guy in general (not just because of the money), and really funny. I hope I'm like him when I'm older.

A high roller tried to bully me off a table when we were the only two there. I eventually left, but only after I ran out of money.

I'm always hoping a prostitute will try and solicit me, but it's never happened. Guess I look too poor.

Nothing really crazy happens to me when I go to Vegas, because I try to avoid the nightlife and just stick to the super-touristy parts of the Strip. Usually I just sit at a table for hours gambling, and then I'm in bed by 10 pm.
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February 12th, 2019 at 11:56:09 AM permalink
Quote: TigerWu

A croupier pushed $40 in chips over to me and said it was my winnings. I hadn't made any bets yet.

I was at a table for hours with this old guy I had never met before and we were getting drunk and having a good time gambling. I got up to leave and he gave me a black chip after learning I was down for the session. I guess he was fairly well off; he had been betting $200-$300 a hand consistently for hours, with some purples making an occasional appearance (I had been betting quarters). Super nice guy in general (not just because of the money), and really funny. I hope I'm like him when I'm older.

A high roller tried to bully me off a table when we were the only two there. I eventually left, but only after I ran out of money.

I'm always hoping a prostitute will try and solicit me, but it's never happened. Guess I look too poor.

Nothing really crazy happens to me when I go to Vegas, because I try to avoid the nightlife and just stick to the super-touristy parts of the Strip. Usually I just sit at a table for hours gambling, and then I'm in bed by 10 pm.



I wasnt in the front door of my first casino before being solicited by a prostitute

Are you sure you just dont think they're regular girls asking for a nice place to go
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February 12th, 2019 at 1:12:35 PM permalink
Quote: darkoz

I wasnt in the front door of my first casino before being solicited by a prostitute

Are you sure you just dont think they're regular girls asking for a nice place to go



Well, I mean I've never been approached by a woman in any casino, ever...
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February 12th, 2019 at 2:51:09 PM permalink
This happened the weekend after Memorial Day weekend in 2014.
During a trip the week before to Vegas, I had ceased my play for the trip and was just hanging out shooting the breeze, as I am wont to do, with the hotel/casino staff that I have become friendly with over the years. Feeling some pangs of hunger, I made my way over to Five50 Pizza (yummy) to grab a couple of slices before heading to the airport. On my way walking there a tall, curvy woman with glasses said hello to me. Not thinking anything of it, I said hello and went forward on my quest for pizza. After scarfing down the slices, I wandered around and sat down at a penny slot machine just to pass the time.
Lo and behold, who comes walking by again but the curvy girl in glasses. She proceeds to say hello again and takes a seat at the slot machine next to mine. She immediately chats me up (I know where this is going as 99.9% of the women out there are not just sitting down to chat with me). About 2 minutes into the ‘conversation’, she asks if I am staying at the Aria. I reply in the affirmative and she then asks if the rooms are nice…can we all see where this is going? I said “yes, very nice but I’m all checked out already”. With an answer for everything, she replies “well, I am sure a high roller like you could get access to any room you wanted”. Well, considering I have $20 in a penny slot machine, I am not sure why she would think I was high roller other than to stroke my ego.
I said, “unfortunately, I don’t have that kind of juice”. She said, “oh well, we could’ve had a lot of fun touring the room”, stood up to go, winked at me and was gone in a flash.
I arrived home and, fresh off my insane Memorial Day loss, decided to head to AC that weekend to attempt to recoup some of said losses.
So, on that Saturday night, about 11:30pm, I had passed a tall, curvy woman with glasses who I swore I recognized…
We smiled as we passed one another but that was it for the moment
About 20 minutes later I Was talking to a roulette dealer I am friendly with and she happened to walk by again
I stopped her and told her she looked very familiar to me
She looked at me quizzically as a lightbulb went off above my head
I asked her if she happened to be at the Aria in Las Vegas over Memorial Day weekend
She said “Yes, I live in Vegas but I’m here on vacation…are you here alone?”
It all started coming back to me now – so I told her I was indeed alone
She then said, “We should fix that.”
I then laughingly stated, “You know, you used the exact same sales pitch on me in Vegas”
She then leaned in and asked me if I had taken her up on the offer last time
I said “No, I did not’
And she replied, right on cue “Don’t make the same mistake twice”
I laughed and wished her a good evening…
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February 12th, 2019 at 4:31:41 PM permalink
I go up to a crowded Craps table at the Rio and want to buy in. I drop $200 on the felt and ask for 5 greens and "the rest in reds."
The dealers, and pretty much the rest of the table, glare at me. "Reds?"
I look at the minimum card: $50. (It's not a High Roller area, but it's right around the time the WSOP main event is to start.)
Needless to say, I pick up the 200 and slink over to a $15 table that proceeds to miss something like seven out of the next nine points.
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February 12th, 2019 at 4:55:21 PM permalink
This happened on last year's March Break trip to Las Vegas.

I was playing at TI and I started on the don’t pass and resolved to stay there. I managed to 7-out on three of four points before other players started showing up. The new faces didn’t change how the table was rolling however. It was choppy, but the don’t was a better bet overall.

One fellow shows up about 40 minutes into the session, parks beside me, and pulls out $500 from his marker to place all the numbers -- $30 for 6, 8, 5 and 9 with a $60 buy bet for 4 and 10.

I’m camped out on the don’t pass and I’m winning while he’s losing. He had to go to his marker two more times during this stretch and started making comments to the other shooters like, “Let’s make that 10 to get this guy” referring to me camped out on the don’ts.

When the dice came around to me I stayed on the don’t, and he gave me a funny look. I told him, “My superstition is that I roll a lot of sevens”. I proceed to roll a couple 7’s to lose my don’t on the come-out then I get a point of 8 which I had a 7-out on about 5 rolls later. He failed to make his point when the dice passed to him. Poor fellow.


The next day I start my craps session on the pass line, but two shooters failed to make a point. I switched to don’t pass and it was a couple 7-outs for every point made so that I recovered a bit.

The 7-outs chased everyone else away from the table, but then I started to make points while betting the don’t so I started switching back and forth. Whatever I tried for the next four points was the wrong way to go.

Meanwhile the fellow from the previous day came by craps table and was watching me zig and zag to no avail. He yells across the table in a Southern drawl, “You can’t win for losing boy!”

It happened that I was on the pass line at the time and I replied, “Hey I’m on your side this time!” pointing to my pass line bet. He comes down to my end of the table and is extolling me on how craps players should play together against the house on the pass line. I pointed out that there is a house edge in either case – pass or don’t pass. The fellow then says to me jokingly in his Southern drawl, “Yesterday boy I woulda killed you if it was legal”.

That was my first death threat at a craps table.

--helpmespock
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February 12th, 2019 at 5:42:42 PM permalink
i wish i understood craps talk but i dont maybe i should dedicate some time toward it
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February 12th, 2019 at 5:42:53 PM permalink
Laughlin, the weekend the Saints won the Super Bowl. They had a combination BJ tournament/Big Game Invite weekend. Two rounds to eliminate most people, then an elimination round and a final. I happened to be sitting at a table in the morning where a women hit about 8 BJs in 15 hands and was far and away the chip leader. I was far in the rear. Second round is choppy and I put in all my chips for final bet, as did everyone else. We were a late table and only a miracle could get anyone into the next round. I'm first to act. Ace/7 vs Face. I hit and draw a ten. No harm. Every other player stands. Dealer turns over a five and draws a six, beating the table. A women bitches about me taking the dealers bust card when third base suddenly goes bat shite nuts. He gets loud real fast and security is there almost instantly. He's a big old boy and while not exactly fighting the two security guards, he keeps trying to lunge past them and get to me. Suddenly ,out of nowhere comes a security guy that had to be 6'7 and 450 pounds. I'm close to 400 pounds and this guy absolutely dwarfed me. He approaches from the guys back, puts him in a bear hug and lifts him off the ground, swings him in a circle , drops him and plops down sitting on the guys chest. Guy is still resisting and they end up hogtieing him and taking him out, with a spit mask in place, on a gurney.
The next day, I'm playing BJ when I see him walking through the casino, surrounded by guards and a Metro Officer. I think they had taken him up to get his stuff from his room. He was wearing the clothes from the day before so I think he spent the night in jail.
Speaking of which, is there a police substation in Laughlin? I've never noticed one, but they must have some place to process arrest and such.
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February 12th, 2019 at 7:12:55 PM permalink
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i wish i understood craps talk but i dont maybe i should dedicate some time toward it



It's just million different was of saying, "you put your money down and then you get about 98% of it back."

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