Big time gambling
When I was in my early twenties, I was in the odd position of having a job that involved frequent foreign travel, but paid a shitty wage. Hence I would spend lots of time in exotic locations, but hardly had a pot to piss in when I got home.

Circa 1990, I was in Sierra Leone. I met with a Lebanese client, who took me to his 'club' which was actually a hotel with a casino, in Freetown. We went into the casino, and I said I would buy some chips - company money, who cares? The guy says 'No, you are with me, you must take some of mine', and gave me $100 of chips.

Well, as luck would have it I managed to fluke about $450 in winnings at roulette. This to me at the time was a small fortune, so I was pretty fucking pleased with myself, and mentally made plans to buy myself something nice when I got home.

Time to leave, I gathered my chips, and gave them to the guy to go and cash in. They gave him a cheque . . . which went into his breast pocket . . . never to be seen again.

Still pisses me off.
(username failed moderation, Thu 28 Apr 2011, 15:19, 4 replies)

Gutted!
Have a sympathy click.
(SimianKid internet faffer, Thu 28 Apr 2011, 15:31, closed)

i would have gutted the cunt
And then fed the chips one by one into freshly sliced purpose cut orifices after richly smothering them in salt and vinegar (kinda like a Patrick Batemanesque slot machine) whilst shouting "that's a bit fucking cheap, isn't it" over and over again until his twitching body finally succumbed to the inevitable slow and painful death he so richly deserved.

Either that or shuffle from foot to foot whilst calling him a wanker under my breath.

Click for you.
(OTT, Thu 28 Apr 2011, 17:21, closed)

Surely he's probably been shot dead by now?
Or am I just thinking of Siera Leone in Stereotype land?
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Thu 28 Apr 2011, 18:32, closed)

Had you lost
I'm sure he'd have asked you to reimburse him.
( wakeupandsmellthebacon, Fri 29 Apr 2011, 9:35, closed)