Yep I Do...
I worked with a guy who always had to have his nose into everybody's business.. it didn't matter wtf it was, he wanted and felt a need to be in the know about it.. He was although very knowledgeble about allot of things.. Gambling wasn't one of them ;0)
Our Unit went on a TDY (temp duty assignment) to Vegas one year 1995? and on these trips we usually get grouped up two to a room, well my room mate was another co-worker in the same shop.. and he and the other mentioned never got along.. and were not seeing eye to eye on this trip and it was only the first day/night of the 18 day long trip... So I'm sitting at the blackjack table in the casino lounge area of our hotel.. playing blackjack and winning my arse off.. I was up almost a couple grand.. and nosy body comes over and starts hangin out around me, my room mate got up and left and he was winning as well.. but didn't say chit.. drug up his chips and headed out... So the night ends and I'm up about $1100.00 or so on the first night in Vegas.. Yea Baby.. I get up to the room and ask my room mate what happened with him? that table was hittin like a MOFO? he say's Ahhh So and so showed up and I hate his guts... I said well hell lets figure out something to burn his ass.. so I tell him look put this $100.00 in your pocket and we'll figure out a way to burn him on a bet?.. about a week goes by and we're sittin at this little cafe off the flt. line on the base.. and some of the guy's are buying up these Nacho's with Halipino peppers in them.. somehow we got to talkin about so and so not liking the hot **** my roommate and me got this bet going.. and slapped our $100.00 on the table to cover it... the bet was so and so wouldn't eat one of these peppers?
Well he looked at all of us around the table, picked up the pepper and slammed it down! my roomate starts cussing me and him out.. saying it was rigged bla.. bla.. bla.. shove your money up your arse and walked out...
another week or so passes and so and so comes up to me and is just about broke.. (Example to follow: don't mix drinkin and betting all in the same night) he says Hey when you and (roommate) bet in the cafe the other day.. and he paid you that money.. he say's I think I should be entitled to half that since it was me you gy's were betting on? I said WTF? no way man.. he was getting pissed.. and was almost demanding I give him half.. I said Look, if you bet on a horse in a horse race and win.. do you give that horse part of your winnings? I rest my case, get lost loser!
Everybody busted out laughing ther arses off which only added fuel to the fire that lasted right up until the day I retired... 2004...
every year or couple times a year somebody would bring this sore subject up and he would hit me up about the money I owed him... finally my last week of working with his sorry arse.. I came clean and told him about the whole deal.. he didn't believe me and had to go ask my roommate at the time.. he was actually in tears about this one??
Ya know he's never been over to visit me since I've been retired? LMAO!!
Hog