Here is a recap of my FCPC recap:
- I was card dead for the first 2 hours and played 2-3 hands max.
- Made the final table with my starting stack.
- bluffed an inexperienced player with 62o and made her fold her pocket 4's - used table chat to induce a fold with comments like "there's no shame in folding", "I'm a very tight player" and "I've got a very strong hand" and it worked.
- Lost a critical hand where my A10o couldn't hold againsts KJs.
- finished 4th place and made $20.
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Since I lost my other post I guess I will just write a bit more to satisfy myself.
Saturday night Lola and I went to the Canucks game. We decided to head downtown early to enjoy the sun and do some shopping. As we were heading back to the car this guy came up behind me and the following conversation took place:
Toothless guy: "Excuse me, but can I ask you a question? I'm not from around here. I just got here and I live in Halifax." He wore an old Canadian flag hat, old garbage like clothing and had a disgusting scruffy old beard that hosted who knows what...
Me: "Sure, what's up?"
TG: "Well, you see I am trying to raise another $4 so that I can get a room at the YMCA for the night. Can you spare some change?"
Lola: "Sorry I don't have any change"
Me: I look at Lola and can't figure out if she wants me to give the guy some money or if she is telling me that this is a scam. I dip into my pocket and all I have are bills. I pull out a loose $5 bill and I give it to him. I was feeling generously karmatic at the moment and felt like it was my time to give to someone who was less fortunate. After he left Lola told me that there was this lady behind me give me the "don't do it" type of a look. Of course, I didn't see this and Lola didn't say anything.
I just got scammed! It didn't feel like it was a scam though, and I still insist that part of it was true. It bothered me for the rest of our walk. In fact after we were completely done shopping I spotted the guy again.
Sure enough he was up to his old tricks again outside of Starbucks. I decided to hang out and watch him as he swindled another few bucks from another unsuspecting couple. Eventually the toothless wonder wandered back over to us... and asked us the same question AGAIN!
This was the final nail. I looked and him with a blank stare and said nothing. Lola looked at him, laughed and said "you just asked us the exact same question 10 minutes ago... don't you remember?"
He blankly mumbled something and made it seem like he was confused. He appologized and said he still only needed $4 to get a room and that he be ok.
Ok sure pal. You fucking liar. I hate being lied to right to my face. I fucking hate it.
A part of me still thinks I did the right thing, the other part of me is telling the honorable part of me that I am dumb ass and that I just got picked off and my weakness was exposed. I am a sucker. Although I've never given money to someone on the street before so I figure that I owe someone something out there...
Do I still get karma points? Time will tell.
7 comments:
That 62o hand was priceless. I was very amused. =)
It's like when Fuel raises you and you know he's full of it but yet feel sorry for him ... and then five minutes later he raises you again!! lol
Reminds me of the time I was selling a ticket to a hot basketball game just outside the venue. Some guy gave me a story about needing an extra ticket for his kid. I believed him and sold him the ticket at a decent price. Saw him giving the same story to someone else ten minutes later.
It is sometimes hard to navigate that thin line between being generous and getting scammed.
If you are kind, eventually you'll be scammed. I've fallen victim to it more than once, and the worst part about getting scammed is that it makes you not want to help people in the future.
I never buy the stories, but I usually hand over a couple bucks anyway. I figure they need it more than I do regardless.
My favourite was when a fairly clean-cut guy approached me on my way home from a poker game (I was up a bit). He told me about how his friend and him were picking up garbage to clean the street and nobody appreciated it. His buddy was 10 feet away doing just that. I handed him a $10 and the two of them acted like they'd won the lottery. I was afraid I'd get a hug. The appreciation was genuine, and I figured it was good karma to give away some poker winnings :).
I NEVER and I mean NEEEEEVVVVEEEERRRR, give money to those soliciting vultures. As a matter of fact, if it happens at a store property (like Starbucks), I'll go tell the Starbucks mgmt that there's some schmuk soliciting money from their customers. I did that one time at a gas station and the manager came out and told the dude that he either had to leave or he was calling the cops. What did he do? He asked me for some gas money. I told him no. Stopped filling up immediately, and went inside to tell the clerk. Why? Well, I didn't want him to pull out a gun or something.
I hate beggars and giving them money is no karma. He bluffed and you folded. Bad beat. God, that story puts me on tilt. F*ckin beggars. Go get cleaned up and get a real job or something. You can't tell me you can't go work at some community center as a janitor or something.
He lost his teeth by getting punched in the mouth by all the people he's scammed! Reminds me of the guy in the Venetian during the Winter Classic. He was all over people getting in there faces and being overbearing. He didn't get squat from any of us....but Waffles was passed out at the bar for a while...
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