So last week, I was playing BJ at the Fremont. It was mid-morning at a 3 dollar table. It was pretty quiet. TYpically at a table like this...there was me(pretty normal) and a couple others...one was pretty loaded and waving a cigarette around like a fly rod, the other just looking to play, shyly. A big guy comes and sits at 3rd base...says I'm tired of playing alone over there. So we play for a while...new guy making 10 dollar bets. So the drunk takes a couple EXTRA hits against a dealer 3. Dealer ends up with 20 ........We all lose and the big guy starts in an what a dumb play that was, to the drunk ...and doesn't let it go.....goes on and on. THe drunk says...I'll play my hand you play yours.....just doing my best. Finally new guy says...I'm going back over there, where people know how to play and goes away muttering to himself. Guys like that deserve themselves!!!