Aside from regularly...
...helping to fill Camelot's coffers in the remote hope of early retirement, my career in gambling began and ended when I was about 12.

My mum used to take my brother and I to Blackpool on day trips every now and again, where she would become a small change dispenser for the day as we both trawled the arcades. For me video games where da thing, and for my brother it was bandits.

I wondered how he could have any fun on a game like that, so one time I gave it a try on one of the 10p bandits (remember, this was the eighties). I put 10p in and won 20p whilst my brother looked on. My brother clapped me on the shoulder in congratulation and asked me which one I would try next - he told me later that I looked at him as if he was touched in the head.

To my mind, I'd essentially 'won' that game and didn't need to bother with it any further so I buggered off with the intention of blowing my winnings on a game of Star Wars. I enjoyed that a lot more.

Geek? Me?
(thatblokeoverthere not quite as much an arsehole as I thought, Thu 7 May 2009, 15:55, Reply)