You know I had to play this machine in Reno. I didn't win anything. Stupid machine.
Considering both our addictive and/or compulsive natures, it's surprising that neither of us like to gamble much. We sat down at a 21 table? Should have had the Alan Funt cameras there. I didn't know how to play, and he didn't know the body language required. He kept putting both hands on the cards, and the dealer would swat one of them down, saying "Only one hand, sir". At first, I looked behind us for a Sir, but realized he was talking to SanFranMan. Tapping the table twice with your cards means "Hit me again", meaning give me another card. The goal is to get as close to the number 21 as you can, and beat the dealer. I wasn't quite sure what face cards were worth, and if the ace was a 1 or a 10, so I kept leaning over to ask SFM. Our lip counting alone as I added the numbers in my hand were enough to tip off the dealer, I'm sure. Or I'd whisper "How much is the ace worth again?". Luckily we were the only ones at the table, so we embarrassed ourselves privately. I came away with 4 chips and tossed them in one of the drawers in our room. When we checked out, we remembered to cash them in... SFM had thought they were just worth a dollar, maybe two. Five dollars each!
High rollers, we.
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