I recently returned from a trip to Las Vegas (Aug 26-31) and have not yet had a chance to post about any of the happenings due to a busy work and leisure schedule upon my return . However, due to some tweets that were sent by myself and Vegas DWP
during my Las Vegas trip, I have had several requests to post the story of how I was verbally attacked while playing poker at Caesars Palace. Since Vegas DWP was a witness and not directly involved in the situation, he is a much more impartial observer that I could be. In reality, since I was in the middle of the situation and seething, I don't have a coherent memory of the entire incident myself -- only bits and pieces I remember or heard.
Here is Vegas DWP's account of the situation. Afterward, I will comment.
So I’m playing 1-2 No Limit at Caesars Palace with lightning36. It’s the first time we’ve met in person, so
we’re chatting at the table for a couple of hours in a game that’s reasonably
good. There was a maniac at the table raising
nearly every hand, straddling the button, and the action from the other players
was rather good. The table was friendly,
if a bit on the quiet side (it was a Monday afternoon, after all) and we were
having a nice time.
I was in seat 5, there was a player next to me in seat 6,
seat 7 was vacant, and lightning36 was in seat 8.
Just as the button moved to seat 6, the player sitting there
got up and left for a break. About the
same time, vile man-hating feminazi sits down in seat 7 right next to lightning36
on his right.
So just as we’re about the be dealt the next hand, I’m the
small blind and there is a “missed blind” button in front of the seat next to
me (seat 6) as the dealer is preparing to deal the next hand.
Vile man-hating feminazi is still getting situated,
unracking her chips, and doesn’t appear to see that the big blind is now on
seat 7, where she’s just sat down. At
this point, lightning36 politely (and I stress, POLITELY, as I heard every
word he said) mentions to vile man-hating feminazi that it’s her big blind.
The following conversation goes something like this:
Vile Man-Hating Feminazi (VMHF)
: “I KNOW the big blind is on me. You don’t have to tell me how to play poker,
“I’m not trying to tell you how to play poker, just wanted you to know
it’s your big blind, as I noticed you just sat down”
: [LOUDLY] “I
SAID I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING, YOU DON’T HAVE TO TELL ME ANYTHING”
: “I’m sorry, I
was just trying to be polite and let you know”
: “I think maybe
you should just shut the fuck up and play poker”
: [at this point, steam starts to emanate from
L36’s ears] “I’m sorry, what did you say to me?”
DEALER: “Hey, please
settle down and behave yourselves”
“I’m being perfectly calm, when this asshole next to me decides to
ManSplain to me how to play poker”
: “ManSplain? Oh, you’re one of THOSE?”
: “FUCK YOU,
Dealer (to L36): “I
need to ask you to stop, now, or else it’s gonna be on you – we’ll have you
removed if you don’t calm down.”
(to VMHF): [sounding
quite agitated by now] “No, fuck YOU, bitch.
Why do you hate men so much?”
: “Men are
useless – try to find me at least one decent one in this whole town” [as if any man would go within a 100 yards of
(to me): “Can you
believe this woman? Have you ever seen
anything like this?”
Me (to L36): “We were
having a nice time until she showed up – people who take the fun out of the
game really irritate me” [I said this
loud enough so that VMHF would hear, but unfortunately she didn’t engage me – I
would have loved to rip her a new one]
Dealer (to L36):
“This is your last warning – you have to stop now, or you’ll be asked to
: “That’s actually
pretty funny – I’ve never been banned before.”
: “You and all of
the rest of your kind should be banned from the whole planet”
At this stage, I’m surprised L36 didn’t smack her in the
mouth, because that’s exactly what I wanted to do. Shortly after the exchange above, the player
immediately to my right left the game, and VMHF asked for a seat change and sat
down right next to me. I looked over at
L36 and muttered “Lucky Me” … I guess VHMF didn’t hear me.
So ... there is Vegas DWP's version of the incident. As he mentioned, the table action was interesting because of the maniac who raised virtually every hand. I had even suggested a side bet between us if either of us was to take a big chunk of his stack (which Vegas DWP actually did, at one point). Although I was down a little at the time, I was in a good mood, as I was in Las Vegas, of course!
I 100% guarantee you that my reminder about the big blind was said in a polite, helpful way. The woman had just sat down and had her face buried in her phone. I was guessing that she was completely unaware that she was going to be in the big blind. I would have said the exact same thing to any guy as a simple matter of courtesy. I was completely astounded that she would talk to me the way that she did.
One thing I have been pretty adamant about my entire life is to not let idiots run over me. My anger was exacerbated by the fact that her invective talk was in answer to my polite, considerate verbal nudge. I just don't tolerate that crap in my life no matter what. In retrospect, I could have handled the situation much better, but she already, in my mind, ruined the fun at the table. For visitors like me who are recreational players and who have limited time, almost the worst thing that can happen is to have the fun taken out of poker.
I do remember, in the heat of battle, mentioning Donald Trump, knowing that it was bound to piss her off. I also remember saying very clearly and deliberately "Some guy somewhere must have really done you wrong at least once." My wife would be happy that, as much as I wanted to, I didn't call her "the C word."
I considered many other things to say, but as a professional counselor who supervises the mental health counseling, academic advising and educational planning for a population of about 10,000 students, it was certainly not a stretch to say it was pretty evident that this woman suffers from some pretty intense psychological issues. I decided that, despite my anger, I was not about to damage this woman anymore than she already is. Believe me, I am pretty sure that I knew exactly what to say that would have messed her up even more ... but didn't I guess that was about as humanitarian as I could get at that point. Or should I have said "huwomanitarian?"
I'm not sure what would have happened if the floor had been called over, which would have been the next step. I guess I would have faced a decision about whether or not I was ready to leave the poker room. I did, however, scan the poker room, looking for a stapler. If only ...
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A BIG thanks to Vegas DWP for providing the gist of this post. He is okay ... for a male ...