My 3 day gambling bender
Written by: Jared Reed
It just all happened so fast. No, like literally so fast. It started Friday night and by Monday I was back in class. I was at home searching the web and came across some online poker. I had nothing better to do so I decided to put some money on the table. Next thing I know I’m up $3. That’s three free McChickens (before tax of course). I decided to test my luck.
Before I knew it, I had racked up quite a debt with TommysTexasTable.com. I blame Tommy for that though. I had a 6 in my hand and I saw another 6 in the center of the table, so I went all-in on a strong pair. Only to find out that it was a nine “allegedly.” Regardless of their mistake, I had to make the money back somehow. But since those punks said I was past my borrowing limit I had to win it back somewhere else. I was in quite a pickle, but if I’m being honest, I was loving the rush.
I don’t live near any casinos, so I decided to go outside my apartment and start betting people on current events. Simple things like “what do you think the weather is going to be like tomorrow?” one guy just thought I was making small talk. Next thing I know I’m following him to his car, thinking he’s gonna give me my money for betting it’s gonna rain, and all the sudden I’m the bad guy.
I bet another guy $100 that Trump would get reelected. To be fair that loss was on me given this was a week after Biden’s inauguration. I should really pay more attention to what’s going on in the news.
I was running out of places to gamble. I got so desperate for any kind of risk I bought stocks. I had heard people were winning big with gamestop so why not? It’s not as much of a thrill but Microsoft is up 3% so I can’t complain. And it actually helped my 401K so that was the one good decision of the weekend.
This was all getting out of hand. I took a deep breath and had to think long and hard about how to dig myself out of this hole. Thankfully I knew just the solution, and while I do have my life somewhat back together now, I still have some loose ends to tie up, or at least my dad does with his credit card company.