Been to a casino ?Do you know what game you want to play ?
But do you know the rules of the games ?
Do you feel like a stranger in the world of gambling ?
You see people having a choice of table to play. Do they know the table server ? These concepts seem very strange to you. You find a man who might help you. He is drunk. He has no idea of what he is talking about. You know he is telling some truth. You discover that a particular McK is a fair person and people do not generally loose much at his table.
You are naive.
McK table has lots of people waiting to play. McK now has high stakes on table. Probably the drunken guy was too loud in giving advice.
Ok. You are beginning to get a feel of things. You realize that people already know all the rules. You look through the hall. There are busy tables and there are empty tables. You start to flip from one to other.
You suddenly hit a good hand. You got lucky. You start feeling suffocated. Apparently people saw you winning.
You move to some other table. You suffocate. Finally you want to puke.
You move to a vacant table. The server gives you a look. Hmm .. lets see, maybe he is tired and doesn't want me here, but who cares: I am tired so I'll stay here. I start to loose. The cards are all torn and sticky. Noone cares about my table. I feel fine. Time passes by. The stakes are low. Crap ! I am bored.
The bar looks attractive. Six rounds of vodka makes everything look good. You spot a girl. She is semi-cute. You try and talk to her. You stand up. You fall down. Flirting is not a very good idea for the moment.
Now what ? You want to throw away the casino chips. You are bored. You don't care for money. You are a looser with women (atleast for the night). You don't like most of the games. You hate the casino. You are stuck though.
An old friend offers you another round of vodka to cheer you up. Bottoms-up! You start hallucinating. Lightning strikes. Clouds are fighting for air-space rights. Saturn rings look amusing. What do strippers eat in the morning ? Do they take breakfast after the long night job ? Casino is a great place. People make money here. You left your car unlocked in the parking lot. You get up. You want to run. Your legs feel tired. Maybe the theif would be drunken and steal the car in the morning. A black ghost with a huge sickle ! ohhhhh .......................................
You were shouting while asleep. The bouncers are here to caress you.
Coffee. Your best friend. You are decent. You are talking fast. Casino is a weired place.
Casino games. Your wallet contains the last twenty dollar bill. You care for money now. You google for "roulette". McK table seems easy now. Too many people. They dont want you anymore. Screw them.
Table BC says no. Why the hell ? I can play now !
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Finally a table ! A few people. Feeling bad.
Lets play! I want my money back atleast. You realize vocab has lots of atleasts in it. Money starts flowing in. Someone made a fortune at McK table. I am also winning some money atleast.
Its morning. Casino people call it a day.
You come back to my room. You still need more entertainment. You watch some TV and sleep.
Its 8pm right now. I am standing at the casino door with a twenty dollar bill in hand.
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Irony: Night could have been much better. You wish you started off with just that twenty dollar bill and that coffee shot.
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- I always knew I should care for important stuff. I never felt they were necessary. I would sometimes sacrifice them for other things.
- Life hits a low. You realize you would have to settle with being a mediocre.
- I try harder and harder. Sorry, too late.
- I start caring for things now.
- I wish life was a casino.
