Adventures from Doucheland…
Today, I am writing from a cruise ship in the middle of the ocean headed for some caribbean island.
About two hours ago, I walked into the casino towards the end of my night with about 1K, and wanted to play some roulette.
I put down 3 one-hundred dollar bills to start, and begin playing my system to have some fun. Next to me is a grey haired guy in a suit. He puts down $100 and is playing numbers (32) he thinks are lucky (all power to him).
I start winning and my family asks about how im winning. I tell them my system;
I play a combination which allows me to cover 63% of the numbers with a 1.5x payoff ratio. If the random distribution holds, I win 63% of the time, and win 1.5x my bet - which mathematically makes money over time.
As i’m explaining this to my family, the suit (i’m feeling upper east coast, not wall street, but finance for sure), starts laughing. He says, ‘I’m laughing at the logic of your numbers’.
I respond, ‘Yeah…I work with numbers all day, i’m in finance.’
He retorts, ‘Me too, I’m in finance as well.’
I have to ask of course, ‘What kind of finance are you in?’
In a curt way, he responds, ‘I’d rather not talk about it’
I’m thinking, ‘Douche’, and I leave it at that.
He keeps swinging big ([I]ahem[/I]…playing $1 chips, while mine are $5 and $25 chips) for his ‘lucky’ number, while I keep playing the math and my system.
I’m slowly building up my stack while he’s all over the place.
At one point, talking to my nephew I make the comment ‘Forrest from the trees my friend’
He hears me and starts laughing (imo both sarcastically, and slightly entertained).
End result???
-He has to buy back in 2x, maybe makes some money on his third stack.
-Me…I never have to re-buy back in, and end up about +30% in less than an hour
Adventures in Doucheland
Kind Regards,
Chris Capre