grebe
Full House
I ran into all of them Friday night....
It all started with Mr. I know everything. In my defense, he had already been in one argument where somebody offered to take it outside to settle it before any cards had been dealt. Have I mentioned everybody is AARP aged in this game? Well, Mr. Iknoweverything was at my table and telling anyone that would listen how awesome his horse ran in the Main Event (205, pretty damn good! 40K). We were chatting about it, I threw out some random nonsense comment about chip stacks....and he corrects me telling me he knows EXACTLY what the chip stacks were and he can look it up. I say, whatever, and decide to keep my mouth shut and play cards.
Before we get going, one of the guys that is a little shady (Let's call him Moped) got caught pocketing $30 sitting on the table that was part of a last longer bet. He said he thought it was his...bullshit. This guy continuously splashes the pot....I am pretty sure to preserve chips.
A bit later, I am in a big pot with another guy....I shove the turn. While we are waiting, the "dealer" shows the guy next to him the river card (Mr. Iknoweverything). I say nothing. My opponent asks for a chip count...which I oblige. While I am finishing up, the dealer starts counting over top of me, messing up my count. I am annoyed, I tell him to STFU. Mr. Iknoweverything chirps in with this little nugget: "he is the dealer, he can do whatever he wants". I admit, I lost my shit here. I laid in to the two of them for being the idiots they are. I heard "this isnt a casino" more times than I care to repeat.
I was a massive chip leader until 8 men left, then just ran into it over and over again...not a big deal, that's the way it goes. I ended up bubbling out. No worries, cash game is running and I usually tear these guys up in the cash game. Things are going well, until I get into yet another altercation over Moped, that keeps talking about the 22 he folded in follow the queen. I have a deuce showing, and tell him to stop talking about the hand. It goes south quickly. I back off. NEXT FUCKING HAND, it's head's up against two players in O8. One guy in the hand says there is no low (there is). Other guy in the hand tells him he should look again. ANOTHER IDIOT not in the hand calls out the cards that make a low! I tell him he is out of line, he starts arguing (this guy knows better).
I say fuck this, I can't deal with it anymore and cash out. No warnings, no nothing. I couldnt sit at a table any longer with people that just insisted on not following simple poker rules anymore. I would rather go pay outrageous rake at our one card room than to play in a game that is managed at some level of sanity.
I am giving up a bunch of EV not going to this game, but I just lost my mind Friday dealing with these bickering old men. I would rather go to work than play cards with these people again. My thoughts are it could be partially me, as this game has run continuously every Friday for over 20 years. I am a pretty easy going guy....until I am not...then I know I can be a true grade A asshole. I just don't think it's me this time, it's everybody else*.
Just needed to vent.
*I know it's NOT actually everybody else...it's a handful of guys that feel they are regulars and I'm not, so I have no say. It's really the host, which is a really nice dude that doesnt want any conflict and doesn't enforce things until they are out of hand. I am saying this time...I don't think it's me.
It all started with Mr. I know everything. In my defense, he had already been in one argument where somebody offered to take it outside to settle it before any cards had been dealt. Have I mentioned everybody is AARP aged in this game? Well, Mr. Iknoweverything was at my table and telling anyone that would listen how awesome his horse ran in the Main Event (205, pretty damn good! 40K). We were chatting about it, I threw out some random nonsense comment about chip stacks....and he corrects me telling me he knows EXACTLY what the chip stacks were and he can look it up. I say, whatever, and decide to keep my mouth shut and play cards.
Before we get going, one of the guys that is a little shady (Let's call him Moped) got caught pocketing $30 sitting on the table that was part of a last longer bet. He said he thought it was his...bullshit. This guy continuously splashes the pot....I am pretty sure to preserve chips.
A bit later, I am in a big pot with another guy....I shove the turn. While we are waiting, the "dealer" shows the guy next to him the river card (Mr. Iknoweverything). I say nothing. My opponent asks for a chip count...which I oblige. While I am finishing up, the dealer starts counting over top of me, messing up my count. I am annoyed, I tell him to STFU. Mr. Iknoweverything chirps in with this little nugget: "he is the dealer, he can do whatever he wants". I admit, I lost my shit here. I laid in to the two of them for being the idiots they are. I heard "this isnt a casino" more times than I care to repeat.
I was a massive chip leader until 8 men left, then just ran into it over and over again...not a big deal, that's the way it goes. I ended up bubbling out. No worries, cash game is running and I usually tear these guys up in the cash game. Things are going well, until I get into yet another altercation over Moped, that keeps talking about the 22 he folded in follow the queen. I have a deuce showing, and tell him to stop talking about the hand. It goes south quickly. I back off. NEXT FUCKING HAND, it's head's up against two players in O8. One guy in the hand says there is no low (there is). Other guy in the hand tells him he should look again. ANOTHER IDIOT not in the hand calls out the cards that make a low! I tell him he is out of line, he starts arguing (this guy knows better).
I say fuck this, I can't deal with it anymore and cash out. No warnings, no nothing. I couldnt sit at a table any longer with people that just insisted on not following simple poker rules anymore. I would rather go pay outrageous rake at our one card room than to play in a game that is managed at some level of sanity.
I am giving up a bunch of EV not going to this game, but I just lost my mind Friday dealing with these bickering old men. I would rather go to work than play cards with these people again. My thoughts are it could be partially me, as this game has run continuously every Friday for over 20 years. I am a pretty easy going guy....until I am not...then I know I can be a true grade A asshole. I just don't think it's me this time, it's everybody else*.
Just needed to vent.
*I know it's NOT actually everybody else...it's a handful of guys that feel they are regulars and I'm not, so I have no say. It's really the host, which is a really nice dude that doesnt want any conflict and doesn't enforce things until they are out of hand. I am saying this time...I don't think it's me.