I was in town staying at MB w/ a group of 3 friends in Nov 2012. One had been 2x, one 1x, and one was a newbie. So, i was playing host and not focused too heavily on my gambling. I visit Vegas roughly 6-10 times a year from coast of Ga. My host at MB owes me (as does my EC balance) more than he could ever repay; so from time to time i drop in for a few days or weeks and just play poker and he will swallow the bill. So, we were all just out for a good time. Two of them jumped off the Strat. I couldn't find the courage, but they loved it. We went to shows, etc. Which is what brought us to the TI. I wanted to show them the "pirate" show. Unforutntely, it had started to rain .... so they said. In truth, it might have sprinkled for a few minutes, so they cancelled the early show. So, we decided to spend a few minutes waiting on a drink at a roulette table. Roulette is my game of choice. Its a sick, sick game. The high you can get off of it when betting and winning big is amazing. I play it hard. I have more than a two dozen hits for over $40k on a spin. When you can hit those back to back its unreal. The losses can be as well when your missing. So, i try to only play the single 0 game to give me a better chance. Roulette has changed my gambling. Sitting at a $500 BJ game is just boring to me now. I realize how this sounds, but it is what it is, so no apologies. As an aside, add up every number on a roulette board; then you will understand why it's the devil's game of choice. So, my buddies are low rollers. They head to the 00 game and play rouhgly $30 per spin. Adjacent to it happen to sit a 0 game, which is unusal as it is not normally open. I've brought roughly $12-13k in cash for our sojurn down the strip. I buy in for $3k. All on one spin. Lose. Buy in again, $3k. Lost again. Buy in again, getting adjitated, still don't have the drink i ordered so its about to turn in to a $9k drink. Anyway, third try is not the charm and I'm not happy. $9k loss in under 5 minutes. Now, the way I play normally is to have about 7 really big bet numbers, then about 7 average numbers which will return me some profit, and then 4 numbers which will push my action for a free spin. So, this was one one somewhere in between. I don't remember the number now, but my numbers, at least the big ones are always: 0, 17, 20, 28, 29, 31, & 32. Always. Medium ones include: 9, 12, 18, 19, 25, & 26. Small ones vary depending on what i'm feeling. So, i wake up and realize why the hell do i want to give this much money to this place where i'm not staying and not enjoying nor earning EC. So, i switch tables to where my buddies are. They are having fun and finally our first round of drinks find us. Really dissappointing b/c one of them pre-tipped her $5 which didn't serve its purpose. Anyway, by now word of my play had reached upstairs and i start to notice a table of suits across from us start filling up. It was a row of BJ tables that were empty. I'd say 4-5 suits men and women who were doing nothing more than watching me play, no interaction with the pitt boss. Moreover, on my right comes another suit who slowly walks by the game and the walks next to the high limit room and props his back up to the wall and continues to watch. Now on to the game. So, i bet probably $2k and shit hits a 29. Thank you Jesus! It paid me roughly $6k, so i'm a little happier, the drink is 1/2 way gone and i've re-ordered another one. I tell the dealer if she hits it again I will give her $500. What do you know, the next number was 29. She gets her toke and I now book a profit. Of course at this point they changed dealers. Jackasses. They weren't too quick to do that when I was stuck on the adjacent table. Well by now the pitt bosses is pacing around and a new one enters the picture. An Asian fellow who was very demanding of his dealers. Kind of hollering at them but under his breath. Some of it was hard to decipher. Anyway, I bet and boom, another good number, 28 I think. By this point I've got all my $ back plus another $8k. The next round of drinks is there and I'm feeling good about things. Then it happens. The Asian fellow isn't pleased with my winning, so under his breath he tells the dealer to change balls and SPIN! I haven't even finished placing my bets. The dealer doens't, so he goes up to him and yells at him to "change ball, SPIN!" For those of you who don't play roulette know this, they will NEVER change the ball on you. Never. If your play warrants it, you can request that they change balls. There is one bigger one and one smaller one. I typically prefer the bigger ones, but I digress. I said what the fuck are you doing?! Your trying to cheat me! I yelled STOP! Don't spin shit. What the fuck are you doing? Then the Asian boss comes over and tells me that their policy is to change the ball on every spin. Now, this really fired me up. I told him he was a fucking liar (yes my language) and now I'm really pissed. I have played in every casino on the Strip, no one does that and more importantly, i've played here now for 30 minutes and you haven't chagned the ball once unitl i started winning. I said your tyring to cheat me and you know it. HE couldn't say anything but it was their policy. So, now I look over to the table of suits and tell them that they are trying to cheat me and they know it. That any of them could come over here and explain to me why he was doing this. They just sat there in horror. I told the dealer to pick up every chip i had on the board and to color them up. Meanwhile i continue my tirade on the boss. Telling him that the reason his casino was empty and there were no real players was b/c of childish bullshit like this. I had heard him tell the guy to change the ball and oh, and by the way, hurry up. The purpsoe was so I wouldn't finish betting and my patterns and bet size would be off. I told him it was their place and they could do what they wanted, but to do it under your breath in a secretative manner was cowardly and wrong and I'd never be back. I was furious. I dared them to kick me out, call security or do anything. They didn't. All they did was sit there and watch and hope someone else would intervene. No one did. He gave me my chips and ..... as i am walking out with their $, i head towards the suit by the HL room who by this time i determine is the casino manager. I was going to let him know what I thought of their shannanigans. Before I could reach him the non Asian boss comes running around me and got in between the manager and I. He tried to re-introdue himself and before I could cuss him out again his first words to me were that he was sorry, they shouldn't of done that and were wrong.... I accepted his apology. It was the only thing he could have said that would have calmed me. The other guy was the manager and he too apologized. I am certain there were some ass whoppings that evening at the TI. It was a bullshit ploy and chicken shit. That would have never, ever happened at the B, Aria, or for that matter any other property. Sure, i'm used to them changing dealers on me, but unilaterally and secretly changing the ball and then telling the dealer to "hurry up and SPIN." No, never. So, i walked out with their $ and went to the Forum shops were I purchased the new Rolex I'd admired. Had I stayed and they not done this, the table max of $200 would have almost certainly of caught up with me and they would have at least gotten their $ back if not a little of mine. I won't gambe there again. How stupid, they are cheating me, the biggest gambler on the floor, on a game with the best house odds. Their loss. I'm thinking of having my watch engraved: "With Love, TI"