Friday, September 04, 2009

Steel Foot Memories - # 98

Apparently, I can't count. It's 14 weeks, not 13 weeks until Vegas. If I only had more fingers.

Here's a quick one about my tendency to abuse female dealers in Vegas....

"I’m not 100% sure, but I believe I had just sucked out on Michael Craig at the $2/$6 Vegas Hold ‘em table at the Excalibur. I raised my fists in jubilation, not knowing that the next dealer for the table was standing right behind me. Bam! I connected with her right orbital socket. I immediately apologized, but the dealer seemed, shall we say, not too pleased. She sat down and I gave her $2, because you know, I’m a big spender. Anyway, I kept tipping her all I could until she at least smiled once. It wasn’t until later that I found out she was pregnant."

4 comments:

Otis said...

That night ranks in my Top 5 nights in Las Vegas ever. That was the night I apologized to the floor man for having too much fun.

Irritable Male Syndrome said...

You clocked the pregnant french dealer?! I was so disappointed to back the Excal and see she was about 13 months along....

KenP said...

Two bucks, huh?

Pregnant?

Vegas is reasonable!

BamBam said...

Too bad this was priceless. I was going to try to get you your $2 back.

Keep'em coming!