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“That’s Odd - I Don’t Feel Lucky” |
My brother, R. J., and I were watching pro football on the big screens at the Rio when R. J. decided to go to the Gold Coast to play blackjack. I still had several NFL bets in the air, and they were going badly, so I didn’t want to leave. (It always helps your bets if you watch them on television and root for your side.)
R. J. and I agreed to meet later for dinner at a new restaurant we hadn’t yet tried.
I went on to get buried. It was one of my worst weekends ever against the NFL, and I certainly didn’t feel like having dinner. Never mind how much I lost; - call it plenty. I drove straight home.
When my brother got home I apologized for not meeting him at the restaurant. "I’m sorry," I said, "but I got killed after you left. I lost every bet... I didn’t feel like eating."
"You’re lucky," my brother said, "the food was terrible."
This gambling story courtesy of: ProfessionalGambler.com