What is your most annoying / frustrating / unbelievable experience whilst gambling?

This sort of thing comes up time-to-time: https://www.kolotv.com/content/news/Local-doctor-denied-massive-payout-on-Kentucky-Derby-bets--509988191.html

I've gotten burned on it myself, albeit at a smaller scale, like when I was at a casino that only allowed re-splitting of aces in the high-limit room, and not on the main floor.

 

I was at Lake Tahoe in September either at Harvey's or Harrahs. Walking around the casino floor by myself. Saw an empty UTH table and decided that I would kill some time. Was buying in when the pit boss came by and mentions that the progressive bonus bet was not working on the table, apparently the chip sensor was broken and they couldn't or wouldn't over ride it. She informed me there was another table open that it was working on. I say " it's cool....never hits anyway, it'll probably save me some money". Well you can see where this is going, five or six hands in I hit a straight flush. My two hole cards plus the flop,what a pretty sight. Until I realized that hand is a progressive jackpot hand!! $44,000 or so, that's what I lost out on. The worst part is I always play the bonus bets. I still made $500 or so on the hand but..... As soon as the dealer paid me out he raised his hand and said "cocktail!!!"

 

Now that is brutal, but what's quite interesting is that I too was at Lake Tahoe a couple of years ago wandering around then sat down at an empty Let it Ride table, the first hand I was dealt was a Royal Flush paying out $74,000, (capped me at $50,000 - table limit), looks like Tahoe is the place to be!

 

Was at my local casino on Sunday night playing MS. Wasn't doing too good, so decided to take a break and walk around for a while and get a drink. I finally decide to head back to the table, and see that someone just hit the progressive RF at one of the tables!!! I was hoping that it wasn't my table, because that would have meant I missed out on at least the envy bonus of $1K, if not the RF itself (which was at a little over $86K)!!! My heart stopped for a few moments until I realized it was somone at the UTH table across from my table that hit the RF. WHEW!!!!!

 

One great thing about my 5 team parlay bets is that I know I'll lose the first game and that means the next 4 will come in.

 

In the late 90's when the nickle video slots were gaining popularity, I got hooked on the Price Is Right game. I dunno why, but I liked it and I could play it for a couple of hours at a time. It was a 9 line game, 5 coins max per line for a max bet of $2.25. Back then I didn't want to spend that much per spin, so I played 2 coins/ line for 90 cents a spin. Sure enough a couple of months into playing this game, I hit the top prize for $500. That was nice but a max bet would have payed $10,000. I had never hit the top prize on a machine before or since that one time.

 

Non-gambling related - A few years ago I was on the elevator at the Flamingo and there were 3 couples on with me. It was a long ride up so the young lady with the older gentleman (think 25 and 65) started asking where people were from. Everyone kindly answered her and then she turned to the guy she was clearly with (they were making out waiting for the elevator) and asked where he was from. One couple laughed to themselves while the older woman with the other older gentleman looked confused. When the May-December couple got off the elevator first, the older woman asked why everyone was laughing when the young lady asked the guy where he was from.

 

(Didn't realize this has gotten so long, sorry ...)

The frustrating things that happen while playing, for me, anyway, seem to have the following themes ...

1. Nature is calling. Wait and play as long as I can stand it. Then cash out intending to sprint to the LGR and the ticket paper jams! Wait FOREVER for someone to come to fix it! Agony!

2. Get up from a losing session at a machine that might as well be named "$20 Bill Eater" and somebody else sits down and >>WHAMMO<< hits a big one on the first couple of spins!

3. Playing and getting zippo when somebody nearby, or worse right next to you is getting hit after hit after hit after hit! Recent case in point. I'm playing Planet Moolah at the local Horseshoe while this brassy twentybopper blonde a couple machines away is getting Moooo Mooooooo! Boyyyoyying! over and over, and then there's this constant parade of guys walking by obviously checking her out!


Annoying? Don't get me started! Most annoying are the dweebs, bozos, shills etc. who sit down next to you or lookie-loo over your shoulder and distract you or just spoil the experience.

A few cases in point ...

I'm playing at the local Harrah's and all of a sudden this guy comes up behind me, "Oh Hi!" and addresses me by name. (I should have figured, since it was my correct formal name and not my familiar name.) I turn around, semi-embarrassed that I don't remember him, start playing the "Where do I know you from?" game and then it dawns on me that he just read my name from the touch-screen display on the machine!


More recently at the local Horseshoe, I sit down at a Planet Moolah (one of my faves), start playing and this guy sits down at the machine to my right.

He: Hello Gorgeous! (I immediately realized that he was well under the influence of something,.)
Me: Hewwo. {keep playing - Mooooooo!}
He: Ya got a boyfriend?
Me: Yeah, and he's around here somewhere. (Truthfully, I had recently split with someone, but ...)
{play on, up-down-up-down Moooooo!}
He: Oh by the way, I'm an American.
Me: {click} {clank-clank-clank}


Then a few years back I was at Planet Ho, waiting for some others to finish eating. I had eaten earlier and was stuffed. I sat down at a Creatures From The Black Lagoon machine and was playing away.

Then this lady steps up behind me and asks me how you know when you win something. I said just keep watching and you will see. When it hit something I explained that it tells you how much you won and bumps up the credit meter.

She watches me for a while, then flips me a card "Oh, by the way, I do readings if you're interested" and I say no thanks and she moves on to the next cust^H^H^H^Hvictim.

Fast forward a few hours and many adult beverages. I and the others are in the bar with the band and nature calls. I step out to the LGR and the "card reader" is there, says hi, and tries to start a conversation, which I rebuff and escape to a stall. Then when I'm done and washing up and such she's still there for some reason and "Ya know, you're really a nice person" and such and I'm like "Whut-ever!" and exit, stage left!


And then several years ago at the Stardust I'm playing VP in that area in the hall up by the shops. There were two guys there, right out of Night At The Roxbury, and one sits down next to me. Doesn't play, just chats me up with lines like "Ya know, you look just like the queen on the VP machine", like yeah, thanks! His friend is giving me the "I'm not with him" looks.

Cash out and wander to the main casino when I see two guys, one in a security uniform and the other a "suit" walking briskly in the direction of the machines by the shops, one guy says something like "Yeah, we're almost there" into the radio.

Oh well ... Such is life in the casinos ...

 

Several years ago in the sports book at MGM on a big college FB bowl day so it was pretty crowded and the floor was littered with losing bet tickets. I had bet the over on one of the big games, which was around 48. Midway through the fourth quarter the score was 13-10, or 17-14, something like that. I announce to my friends that my bet is a loser and tear up the ticket into a bunch of pieces and throw it on the ground.

Of course, the team that was down by 3 kicks a FG with no time left on the clock to send it to OT. With the stupid college FB OT rules the games ends up easily going over. My friends were on their hands and knees wading through all of the tickets on the floor trying to find the pieces of my slip. It took them at least 3 trips to the window until they had found enough of the ticket for me to get paid. But I did get paid for the bet. Not a huge amount of money, but a lesson learned for sure.

 

People trying to tell me how to play my hands at a table game. Doesn't happen very often, but is irritating. Once at my local, I got nasty with one guy at a UTH table and it shut him up.

One time I was playing Crazy 4 poker, again at my local, and a guy standing behind me kept ranting about the game being dealt and played wrong. I tried to tell him he had it mixed up with the older 4 card poker game they used to have there, but he kept on ranting. He did shut up before I got mad at him.

 

Guys who (and yes, it's always a guy, sorry) who say stuff like "You shoulda held the ace" and such when you lose a hand (playing perfect strategy) on VP!

 

I have this problem where I put money down at the table and leave the table 5 minutes later with nothing....

 

I'm at Caesars in AC late on a Sunday night in the winter and the place is empty. All 3 craps games are empty as is most of the table games. My buddy and I like to play don't, so we step up to a table and start shooting from the dark side and after 15 minutes we are making a killing. They close the other 2 tables, and its now 1 in the morning, we are both up a couple grand on 10-25 bets.

The box man places a reserve plaque on the other side of the chip rail which means a higher roller is coming. Up to the table walks Rodney Peete and a couple of other players from the Eagles, they got killed earlier that day. After giving Rodney a couple of stacks of orange and purple the dice pass to him, and I up my don't bet to $100 with full odds. After his point and 7 out the dice came back to me, and I passed, and continued to bet don't. Rodney couldn't even make a come out 7 he was that bad. After 10 minutes he went down 20 large, and I was up another couple of grand.

Rodney says to me and my buddy from down the table "Man you are bad luck" I yell back at him "Then why don't you bet the other way?" Rodney says he can't do that.

Then Rodney says to me and my buddy.."How much would it take for both of you to leave the table?" I look at my buddy and tell him "One orange....each." Then I look at the dealer next to me who is smiling his ass off. "And One for the Boys"

Next thing I know he throws two orange chips all the way down the table to us, and throws one in the center. Like Greedy pigs my buddy and I pick up our orange chips, we didn't even bother coloring it up, we headed straight for the cage.

As I was leaving the table started to fill up and he and his buddy started getting louder.

 

Stupid decisions or non decisions when the inquiry light blinks after a race. California steward are the worst offenders
#3blindmice.

 

Back in the day, when a $100 was a lot of money to me. I put the bill into a Deuces Wild at NYNY and without looking or thinking I hit the max bet button. I prayed for at least a 3 of a kind. Nope, I was done.

 

I miss the casino princessa

 

Well … not always a guy. Sad to say, my own mother was one of those people who told people how to play blackjack or vp. Of course, she was invariably incorrect. I would try to set her straight, but I would eventually go into Good Son mode and STFU.

 

Three things come to mind for me:

1. I was playing black at the Vegas Club a few years back. It was a $5 minimum table and I was at first base while two older asian women were at the other end. They were yelling at me to play the Lucky Ladies sidebet. They were funny but that strange mix of happy, aggressive and strict.

I am not a sidebet player and always see people waste away their money. On the third hand, of course I was dealt a pair of QH's and the dealer got a blackjack. I think the payoff would have bee 250 to 1.

The women went crazy and were screaming at me and calling me stupid. I cherish the memory...

2. I was playing craps at the Golden Gate and bought in at the table when the dice were passed for the comeout roll to a shooter. I did not have chips yet and I did not ask for $5 on the ATS. So of course, the shooter went on a tear. I made a bundle on the pass line with odds and on place bets, but missed out when he hit the 12 for the all. I was playing $5 on each ATS at the time and missed out on a lot of money.

3. Back when the Ellis Island was the true Ellis Island (about 15 years ago), I waited for my gf to meet me for lunch. She was next door at the souvenir store which always has 3 shirts for $10 and things like that.

I watched an old lady playing WOF and she was friendly and chatty. She was waiting for her sons and could not hit a thing.

Finally, her boys got there and she stood up. I decided to put $100 into the machine while I was waiting. I was thrilled to hit the bonus on the first spin for a $500 win. Well, the lady went from Mrs. Brady to the Devil. She started swearing and was pissed that I "stole her jackpot." Her sons were big guys and things were more than a little tense. I tried to be calm and just let the tension pass but they would not leave.

I cashed out and got the heck out of there.

 

I was playing roulette at the local and a guy rolls up to the table and takes out like $20 total in like 8 crumpled/balled up bills from his pocket

 

That's too bad that you didn't get paid the other 24k but pretty sweet either way!