This was posted within my Blog section on November 8th. Someone PM'd me and asked about this guy I call, 'Mr. Wonderful'. Here is a bit more about him, sure there are many around with the same aura as him!
The other night I was at one of the local casinos. There was a few of us at the baccarat table playing. Ups and downs. Got on a real nice run of 6 Bankers followed by 6 Players with some ties, then the doubles came out, 2 by 2 by 2 by 2 about 5 or 6 times. Then the chop started, a good 9 or 10 squares of alternating chops. Finally, all of us together with some great camaraderie. We kept humiliating each other into wagering more saying stuff like, 'if you chicken--go home', etc. Shoe about 1/3rd over.
Here comes one of the regulars. Let me describe him for you so you can get a better understanding. He truly believe he can out think the shoe. Wins a few times and walks away, but the highest majority of the time, he will get wiped and then go to the ATM or cage and get more of his available funds. Most of the time, in fact the highest majority of the times, he will just lose the additional buy in. Even if he wins and wins good, somehow his mind convinces him he can 'smack' the casino and he is an advantaged player, he truly believes it---very easy to see his aura and put that together with his words.
He flaunts his Rolex watch (fake or not, a clear flaunt), impresses some around here in the Midwest I guess but so comical. His throws out a few words here and there in some kind of British accent from England-Scotland or perhaps the Wales, like he is a scholar or something, LOL. Throws out political statements every once in awhile without many paying attention to him, when he looks at the dealer and kind of inquires why he or she doesn't answer him, they all just shrug their shoulders. Usually, like clockwork when he losses on his progressions after his routine downfall with his bankroll, the regular, 'bloody this poo-poo American casino' or else it is, 'you yanks are so under educated you can't even tell if it is daylight outside'.
Most of the players don't even pay attention to him. Once in a while someone will engage in the banter with him and he will go off into some long drawn out dialog about his country versus America. Anyway, he is playing and as I said, we are all in the grove and quadrupled or five folded our buy-ins easily. He starts in and mumbles how he knows the cut is coming. The shoe was producing those alternating chop-chop B-P-B-P-B-P-B-P, etc., that few can flow with to prevail on their wagers. However, we were all doing it and winning. He goes, "the streaks are ready to come back". I look at the others and we give each other that smirky smile and we are all in agreement to follow the shoe and ignore 'Mr. Know It All'.
It was just a Player so we are all up on Banker and one of the women playing says, 'Fortune Time'. Our friend with the British accent is mumbling something about 'bloody unintelligent yanks wasting their money', etc., etc. I throw up a quarter on the Fortune and every one else has either a few nickels or a quarter or two on the Fortune, except Mr. Wonderful. Player returns two monkeys and Banker has a two card 3. Mr. Wonderful, lets go with a loud 8 or 9. Player gets a 4. All the other players are shouting to the dealer for one more 4. Must of been said about 20 times in the short order by the other players, asking for a 4. Mr. Wonderful is calling for a monkey repeatedly with vengeance in fact! The dealer flips a 4. Fantastic.
The game moves on. All chops and then a bunch of 1's and 2's until the end of the shoe. Mr. Wonderful is kind of quite. Next shoe is readied and Mr.. Wonderful let's go with his typical garbage mouth and more bad mouthing. One of the girls playing stands up and squares off on him. Basically told him to leave if he doesn't like playing there and calls him a cue-ball jerk off that is hated by most everyone in the place.
He doesn't say anything, just acts like he is concentrating on playing. The game moves on. We are all wagering against Mr. Wonderful and we are winning like 7 or 8 wagers out of every 10 hands. At one point he notices we are wagering against him. Says something but it was lower than a mumble, guess his energy level was dropping once again. He wagers on one side and we all throw up our wagers on the other side. He slides his wager over to the side we are on and we all pull our wagers down. He looks at us and says very clearly, "so you all are wagering against me, huh"? Someone said, "absolutely cause you can't win the way you play there pal". He snickers out loud and then the dealer flops over a natural for the side he was originally on and blackjack for the side he switched to. We all broke out laughing and the girl that squared off on him actually fell out of her chair and busted out in a long drawn out laugh. I just took a sip of my coffee and when I saw the natural on the side he was on, part of that sip came up and out of my nose. Seriously, I couldn't believe it and broke out into laughter myself. Classic, best thing I seen for a long time!!! He goes bust and asks the dealer to save his seat as he walks away. The dealer doesn't and another player walks up and takes the seat. About 5 minuets later he returns. Squares off on the dealer and says he wants his seat back. Dealer refers him to the floor person. The floor person tells him, sorry it was not reserved. The game continued without obnoxious Mr. Wonderful.
After he walked away, the floor person came over and told us, "if you guys keep this up, we will have to charge you an entertainment charge". LOL.