First real poker loss in a casino. shimmeringjemmy has this great term for when we are playing together at home for fun. it’s called hemorrhaging chips. Well, tonight we went out to the casino and hemorrhaged like a pair of hemophiliacs.
And at different tables, neither of us played “badly.” It was the kind of night where you’d go in with KcJs and watch continual flops of QdQhAd. There were no lucky breaks. And every two pair we had fell to three of a kind. And every three of a kind fell to a flush. It was a bad, bad night.
Yes, it left a sour taste in both our mouths. Especially after we both doubled up our cash the last time we went. I don’t believe either of us were overly cocky at the tables. It just turned out badly as cards may fall. Granted… I have discovered a new form of discrimination tonight. Ethnic older women. We’re talking 55-70, and obviously Jewish, Hispanic, or Asian. These women can only be defined as Elephant-trip/flush magnets. These women bet every hand. And they always have an Ace suited with something ridiculous (4, 6) and they keep drawing three of a kinds and flushes. Every time.
It’s incredibly exasperating. Just wanted to beat my head on the table in the empty spot where a pile of chips had been.
Note: switching seats doesn’t help.
Blah.