Chronicle Of A Slots Player

CHRONICLE OF A SLOTS PLAYER Briones When Franklin got a tab for the first time slot of a slot machine, I had beginner's luck and won four hundred and sixty U.S. dollars. He encouraged me to continue to award a try. Today, some time later, I curse that night because I've become an addict and my economy is a disaster. But not me, or be vicious in financial difficulty, it is the worst I've won at the casinos. The game also owe my family disintegration and, finally, my divorce. Still, I think I've got cheap. And when I go to the casino (yesterday was the last time. I swear), I meet people who feel sorry. For example, the Professor, an elderly woman who retired last year. There is no time when I enter the casino and she is not. Even yesterday, I arrived five minutes after opening, since the machine was in front of Felix cat, the only one I've seen play. I went to a nearby machine and greeted the old lady as he threw my first twenty dollar bills swallow that day.

-Slept here? I said, in jest. 'These poor people would not leave,' said, annoyed. - Much did last night? -Let the mockery he said without taking his eyes off the machine. This cat mocking, like you, I swallowed it all. Not for the taxi left me. So I had to borrow, 'he said quietly. But I went to the bank and here I am. Now if you retrieve it. 'Lucky then, I say. And I turned to mine, ie the same as the old woman. Fifteen minutes later I see Zambrano, whose history and I know it completely. It was he who told me he came to losing three thousand dollars a month. Until they discovered the missing in the family business and took to the streets. A prison is not, fortunately as soon as I see, I close. -How is your luck? Pay or not pay? 'I'm just a step to follow in your footsteps, I say, to defend myself in advance of the saber. 'Look what my horoscope tells me and shows me a clipping from The Tide, with a zodiac sign underlined. As I am in the casino not only lose money, but to find characters, read what the stars predicted by one day: Today is your day. All you invest will be multiplied.

Sure, I say: as breads, fish, wine, and the tithes of the Lord. -Lend me ten dolaritos, brother, I pray. And I fortune. I swear it. A guy like me bad energy, so I give five to go flying. -Play gently advise him (I never advise anyone). After all, it's my money that will disappear. When I see him cross himself against the machine, kiss the screen and the ticket before it disappear into the slot, I feel sick. Sucks sometimes I have for myself. And I'm tempted to withdraw from the casino. I stay only because I conclude that I am not like these poor addicts. I am here for other reasons. I am looking for my future characters novels or movies.

I think after this, I laugh at myself. I laugh so much that I'm wrong and put the finger where it should. In Maximum Bet. I had left my credit disappears in a flash. So I put another twenty. The last one I play as I have to take Sebastian to shopping. Word of player. While taking this decision, I look askance at the teacher. O my eyes gives luck, or throw the machine touches something that has swallowed so much. Eighty to one hundred, in the U.S.. From 10 to 30 percent here, where there is no law or authority to control theft. The truth is that the old lady hits such a cry that curiosity is killing me and I will look at your machine. Five cats in line, in a round of games. Five cats had paid him several thousand dollars to have made the maximum bet. But just a fifteen playing. Fifteen cents for that online paid sixty dollars. In total, the end of the round of free games, ninety-three and fifty-two. Not bad for others.

Terrible for the elderly in less than one year the fair has thirty thousand dollars of retirement in this casino. In this machine Felix the cat seems to mock luck. From our bad luck. II At one o'clock, my son called me to remind me that I promised to take him to shopping. In fifteen minutes-step for you - I say. Wait ready. 'I'm ready, pa' she says. I said to the twelve. Total after fifteen minutes straight there, stuck in front of the machine. I'm Just two hours and some calls later. And the last, the mother of my child. I promise, He calls me. It's a boy. -Take him you, I say. I have a medical emergency. He burst appendix to my brother. Certainly not believe me and sends me to hell. But that's what matters. The only thing that worries me now are two hundred dollars that I have lost. Two hundred dollars were to pay the department. Bag a few bills that I have privately, is money for food for the next fortnight. The truth is that before placing the first note, I think for a moment: Either I go or I stay.

If I go, I will have forever lost the two hundred dollars. If I leave, come another player, put a few coins, and will take what is mine. If I stay, not only that I will recover, but I earn enough to buy the play station that my son wants. I see one I look for before I get the ticket cross themselves and kiss the machine. But this casino is already full and more than one is expecting me to drop you run out of money for my machine and take what is mine. They note my despair. What matters. Do not cross myself, but the kiss three times. Everyone has his superstitions. They're all losers. Well, almost everyone. My brother is not a loser. He wins almost every time. It is not left to carry the emotions. It is cold and calculating when facing the machine. It has its own method of play. Is scheduled. Like the machine that has a long cycle to swallow everything you can and a very short cycle to vomit. Then he bets the minimum for a long time and with variations estimated that up when it's time. Almost always overshoot.

And if not, it moves with minimal loss. He never stays longer than is imposed upon entering the casino. Never make a bet more. He is cerebral. I am emotional. I like the adrenaline. The all or nothing. In addition, I am enchanted by the music, drinks and girls in the casino. I lose track when I see tits and legs. While I thought all this, I continued to lose. Ticket after ticket. The anguish seizes me when I take the last twenty. I should not have come today. I should have visited my parents. Share with my family. Hang out with my son. Have fun with it. Spend the money with him. My hands tremble when putting the ticket into the slot. Before you can regret the machine swallows it, swallow it. Now it is all or nothing. We climb the bet. Ten of fifteen lines. Fantastic: Three scatters me 15 free games. What a good decision was to stay. If I had gone, the first voyeur in putting some money would have taken my money. I settle for enjoying the fall of the rollers. One line good and regain at least three hundred dollars.

And I will go away. Twelve hours in here is too much. My heart races, I rub my hands, kiss the screen to cross myself short and close my eyes to hear more music than the machine, but when they finish the fifteen games, the prize is less than one percent fifty dollars. So I can not leave. So I continue to give to give up the empties and casino employees start closing machines. The retired teacher approaches me and tells me: 'There are now five. You will spend the night here? Nice the old woman. -This bad people do not stop I say. -How he won? -Do not tease, I say. And I have wanted to squeeze the neck. I look at my credit in the machine. Three dollars. Just for the taxi. O for maximum play. The latter because never again. I swear. I swear ...