Yesterday was strange. I had my performance review for work. I’ve worn my new favorite pair of sexy shoes in the event that if I got canned at least I’d feel good. But I wasn’t canned and somehow that spun me out a little. Cool. Weird. Whatever.
Anyway, after work I went to poker with the guys and was still dressed up and also not feeling altogether there and present. I made a lot of stupid mistakes and blunders and was down to 5 or 6 chips and assumed I’d go out when I won a hand and two hours later won the tournament. My second win with them since I started taking lessons.
I have a lot to learn still about table etiquette and smack talk. My lessons with JawnnieAce have not gotten that far. Also, during the course of my playing with these guys I am learning more about them than I really ever wanted to know.
So yeah, I won last night and the fun of winning was lost entirely by my anger and irritation at one of the other players. He was a douche bag through the whole tournament and it was all I could do not to club him or scratch his face off. In fact, it crossed my mind multiple times that in the future – I don’t think I will accept the invitation to play so long as he is there.
Currently, I am playing to have fun and learn. I am not there to win money or be hardcore or whatever. It’s just fun and now that I am getting the gist of it – I don’t need to be playing with someone who is a toxic barrel of not-laughs. The only pleasure I had in him being there was that I had a chance to take his money… maybe that’s the point. I don’t know – I’ll have to ask JawnnieAce and see what he says.
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