Your Random Sportsbook/Gambling Stories

[DarkRaver Camper]

I’m aiming this along the lines of unique/crazy situations you’ve been in.

I had several. I’m trying to remember some of them.

offshore, never smooth sailing all the time as many of you know.

One time I went on chat to get moneygram info for a deposit. I was very familiar with the process, what countries it mostly goes to, etc.

a “female” answers the chat. Their chat name wasn’t familiar to me.

I let them know I want to deposit and needed the receiver info.

They give me a name and the destination. The destination was Libya or some really shady country where you immediately think or terrorists. I actually commented to the chat person that the receiver name sounded like a terrorist, half joking. It wasn’t the normal Panama or Nicaragua.

againts my better judgement I go to Walmart and go through with the transaction.

I call the book to give them the mg info. They tell me that info wasn’t valid or something like that. They say they didn’t provide that info.

I start to worry and now think I’ve been scammed for $400. I knew something was wrong from the start but brushed it off.

I go back to the counter and tell them I want to cancel the transaction. Over an hour later and Walmart being on the phone with moneygram for a lengthy amount of time I was able to retrieve my money. They told me that moneygram told them that whoever I sent it to was on a watch list.

After that happened my name was banned for sending moneygrams. Oddly enough I was still able to receive moneygrams.

Post 9/11
fun stuff!

 

[BobbyFK]

It sounds like their computers got hacked or something. Kind of weird

 

[DarkRaver Camper]

I think their chat got hacked somehow. They were very tight lipped about it. Something got hacked.

 

[DarkRaver Camper]

I have another one……..I just like to add I realize some of my threads/posts about them are rather long. If I were reading them I wouldn’t be able to because my attention spam is short so………

early 20’s, Bally’s Wild West, Atlantic City. I’m playing roulette and running low on chips. I decide to double up my bets. Typically I play the same 7 numbers each spin. At the end I selected a random number and put $10 on it. The spin happens and I lose. I make it a little further than half way out of the back entrance of the casino.

At that point I realize that the random number I played hit. I scurried back to the table and tell the spinner ( I forget the official title name of the guy who spins the ball) that I won in the last spin. He says he paid this other guy. I told him they were my chips. I was the only one playing with red nickels. I was getting nowhere with him and the guy he paid argued they were his chips.

not to be over dramatic I dropped my arms over the table. I wasn’t touching it but was waving over the table. The spinner got the pit boss over and I explained the situation to him. I can’t remember if I told him to look upstairs or he did it on his own. After a few minutes he comes back and said they don’t see anything. Come on! The eye In the sky didn’t see anything to support my claim?

the guy who they paid offered to split the erroneous winnings with me. I agreed and told him if I see him I will pulverize his face.

I left and went to Caesars to play. A few hours later I see the guy there. In the end I didn’t do anything. He saw me as well.

when I was holding up the roulette game people were pissed, but whatever.

 

[Tanko]

I'm in Vegas in the 90s, just turned 21, (yep I'm an old SOB) at a craps table. Table was full and I was the shooter. There was a old man in his 60s or 70s at the other end of the table and he starts to sway and drops to the floor. I'm like WTF. I continue holding the dice, thinking holy crap someone's going to call a paramedic.

I was holding the dice about 30 seconds, and no one is helping this old man who's now on the floor. The boxman at the table yells at me. "Come on shooter". I was amazed. 20 people standing around a craps table, an old guy drops to the floor, and no one gives a damn, especially the casino personnel.

I drop the dice and tell the boxman to stick it up his a$$ and I go over to help the old man. I asked for casino security to come over and get a paramedic. They took him out on a gurney several minutes later. He was awake but disoriented.

Meanwhile, as soon as I dropped the dice and pissed off the boxman, the dice were passed to the next shooter and the game continued the entire time I was trying to help this poor guy. Not one other SOB at the table came to help and security only called paramedics because I asked them to.

Tell me gamblers aren't degenates without telling me gamblers are degens.

 

[DarkRaver Camper]

I tell this girl who I hooked up with a couple times let’s go to Atlantic City. We were at East Stroudsberg U. She was either a freshman or sophomore. I was a few months from 21.

we get there and go to Ballys. After an hour I’m approached by a guy and he asks for my ID. I can’t remember if I just gave it to him hoping he wouldn’t see I was 20 or I just admitted I was 20.

He brought me into a back room and told me he’s with the gaming commission. He wrote me a ticket or citation and tells me he’s cutting me a break since they won’t go after the girl I’m with and just to leave the premises. I really didn’t care if they went after her anyway.

As brazen/stupid as I was we ended up at the Tropicana. I got a room. The girl is holed up in the room. I guess, smartly, she didn’t want to get in trouble. I proceed to win 1k playing roulette but then I lost it all. Not a good time…….

fast forward to my court date. I snuck out of my parents home around 6 AM. I convinced this other girl I was seeing to drive me to AC so I could go the court/magistrate. After we could hang out there and gamble.

the court room was pretty crowded. There’s several other hearings while I’m waiting. I remember one that dealt with heroin or something just as bad. I start to think where the f*** am I? I just have an underage gambling citation. How am I coupled with these criminals?
I
I didn’t have my turn yet. Out of nowhere someone in the gallery/sitting in the seats blasted out a really loud fart. Half of the people sitting there bust out laughing. The judge gets angry and yells that he’ll charge everyone with contempt of court. I just wanted to get out of there asap. My turn and I didn’t get any reduction or breaks. I had to set up a payment plan. It came to $600 something.

I eventually told my mother what happened. She wasn’t very happy with me.

more fun times!

 

[Enikk]

Going to the local supermarket was a nightmare sending those person to person deposits. They looked at you as a terrorist or drug dealer. Was than lucky to find a small Mexican store. It was was just business as usual for them as many workers would send their weekly earnings to their families in other Countries and the P2P was used often instead of being at a courtesy desk in a supermarket.

 

[Tanko]

While in college I'm out with several friends at a bar having a good time. I meet a girl for what I'm thinking will be a one night hook-up. She wasn't a 10 but maybe a 6 or 7. She was a pretty nice girl and I'm thinking I might want to see her again.

After a night of fun, I'm getting ready to leave her place and ask, what are the odds of seeing you again. She replies, "Maybe -125". I said, "What did you say". She replied, "Maybe -140". That instantly peaked my interest and I had to know more about her.

Turns out her mother was a manager at a casino, and her father was a pit boss. She knew more about gambling than anyone I've ever met. I learned more from her than anyone. We're still friends and talk every now and then.

 

[BobbyFK]

While in college I'm out with several friends at a bar having a good time. I meet a girl for what I'm thinking will be a one night hook-up. She wasn't a 10 but maybe a 6 or 7. She was a pretty nice girl and I'm thinking I might want to see her again.

After a night of fun, I'm getting ready to leave her place and ask, what are the odds of seeing you again. She replies, "Maybe -125". I said, "What did you say". She replied, "Maybe -140". That instantly peaked my interest and I had to know more about her.

Turns out her mother was a manager at a casino, and her father was a pit boss. She knew more about gambling than anyone I've ever met. I learned more from her than anyone. We're still friends and talk every now and then.

Well did you ever see her again?

 

[Tanko]

Bobby,
Oh yeah. We ended up having a lot in common and dated for a few weeks but that fell apart when the semester ended.
I call/text her every now and then. She's married now with 3 kids and has some kind of computer systems manager job at bank.

She still smarter than anyone on gambling in general and sends me a pick every now and then. I think she does it to show off and mock me because she's better at this than I am.

 

[BobbyFK]

Bobby,
Oh yeah. We ended up having a lot in common and dated for a few weeks but that fell apart when the semester ended.
I call/text her every now and then. She's married now with 3 kids and has some kind of computer systems manager job at bank.

She still smarter than anyone on gambling in general and sends me a pick every now and then. I think she does it to show off and mock me because she's better at this than I am.

Get her to post here!

 

[DarkRaver Camper]

Going to the local supermarket was a nightmare sending those person to person deposits. They looked at you as a terrorist or drug dealer. Was than lucky to find a small Mexican store. It was was just business as usual for them as many workers would send their weekly earnings to their families in other Countries and the P2P was used often instead of being at a courtesy desk in a supermarket.

Ha, I felt the same way. I can’t even begin to count how many p2p’s I sent in my life. Definitely over 200. Combine all the errors, dummies working it, long lines, 3 people ahead of you sending WU, I honestly feel like it has taken years off of my life.

when I first got my feet wet it was sending to Suraname. Then before that it was St Kitts and Nevis.

some years went by at there was a point where you could just make up a name, without engaging the book for the info then provide the info to them and they’d be able to pick it up without an issue. Granted you knew what country to send it to. At some point things changed and got stricter. Maybe it was the patriot act or some law that was enacted.

Back to some P2P difficulties….. I remember sending a WU to justbet. This was many years ago. I sent it after getting the info. I called in the info, and they put me on hold. They tell me I need to send it again. I then speak with a manager and they told me I need to cancel it, get my money back and send it to x,y,z new person. I objected and asked what the issue is. They tell me the receiver isn’t in today. I go what? She had the nerve to tell me…..haven’t you ever taken a sick day at work? For the love of god.

I had multiple times where the agent puts my info as the receiver. So I’m the sender sending money to me. Jesus Christ.

agents sending it in the wrong currency I can’t tell you how many times this happened when I was clear to send it in USD.

I was banned from WU I don’t know when. Also sending via Moneygram.

maybe about 7 years ago moneygram issued these xpress moneygram cards. They were for $50, $100, and $200 denominations. You paid and the code inside was active. This was a novel idea. Probably half of my P2P transactions were via these cards. I’d just make up a a sender name and send it away. There were some risk I realized. I’m not peter jones. If there was an issue, which there were a few I’d be stuck. In all I think I had 3 issues using these cards and they were all at Heritage. For some reason they couldn’t pick up the money. Called moneygram and they say the money is ready for pick up.

Each time I had to call moneygram to cancel the transaction and refund the money to me, the fake Peter Jones, William Russo, Joe Blow, whoever.

I had a plan and figured it was worth a try. I went to my local CVS to attempt getting the refund. Each time, out of the three occurrences. I nonchalantly handed over my drivers license. They take a quick scan and give me my license back. Now my name isn’t close to these fake peoples names I used. The caper worked each time. Oddly enough it was a different worker each time. It worked out because I think CVS had rules that anything over $200 they had to print you a moneygram check or some sort of check. Since the xpress cards were $200 max it worked out and I received cash.

Every now and then I stumble across one of these used cards that I hid. I had a tendency to always get caught with P2P receipts by my wife. It caused tension. Instead of dumping them in the garbage, which I thought it was obvious I started hiding them in half empty bags of grass seed, in the garage, a long coat that I’d wear to funerals when it was cold and other obscure places.

living la vida loca!


Through all of the P2P escapades I never lost a deposit. In some sort of subliminal way I’m prpud

 

[DarkRaver Camper]

A minor instance I had which commenced one of my longest/most expensive losing streaks I had was at Resorts AC/draft kings.0 Probably circa 3-4 years ago.

i go back o the teller and ask what the over/under is on a Louisville vs Wake Forest game was. She tells me and I clearly tell her I want $1,100 on the over.

I was in town for an Afro Jack show at Ocean. I’m monitoring the score and they are scoring like crazy. The game sailed over in the 3rd qtr.

a few hours later I go to cash my ticket and they tell me it’s a loser. I’m now confused. They show me the ticket and it’s for the under.

this was my first experience making a bet at a Sportsbook, with the exception of making bets at Caliente Sportsbook in Cancun eons ago during spring break. I never bothered to look at the ticket when she punched it in. It’s 100% my own fault but it sucked anyway. I lost about 5k trying to chase this lose by playing an electronic roulette game where the ball pops out and spins. As a last ditch effort I bet all the money I had on the first qtr of the eagles vs Jags game In London. I had the Eagles. The first qtr bet lost. This losing session carried over to breeders cup weekend where I lost about 20k or more just by betting horse matchups at 5Dimes. I couldn’t win for the life of me.

To sum up the last qtr of 2018 I won a ton of money, lost a ton of money. My wife filed for divorce, I ended up in a crisis center for one night, which was wretched. They’d take turns looking In your room window, which was creepy. Maybe they did this to make sure you weren’t attempting suicide or were already dead. The night I checked in they had a group therapy session which I thought maybe would be productive. During the session the counselor talked about movies the entire time. Are you fucking kidding me? There was a lady, not in a room, but out in the open tucked away in a corner who would make ungodly noises and shrieks. There was another short guy who briskly walked around the area repeatedly. I talked to some of the normal people, or so I thought, who were in there non voluntary. They had a numeric term for it. I forget what it is. This girltold me she’s In there legally mandatory because she caught her husband cheating on her and she torched his car. She seemed to be the most normal person there.

before I went to bed I asked someone at the desk for an extra pillow. The one pillow that I had was atrocious. No extra pillows allowed.

I checked out the next morning.

my actions were caused by this divorce. I wasn’t handling it well.

the new year came around. The therapy people that I had been seeing suggested intensive outpatient. I shunned the idea but finally came around and thought I’d give it a shot……..

my first day I see the majority of the people are young with the exception of two people. One really old and some guy about the same age as me.

the first action in the morning was exercise while sitting in your chair. This went on for 30 minutes. They were old VCR tapes. I thought about going to the mens room then take off. I Stuck with it.

this was living hell. One girl brought up multiple times about how she was having trouble finding a job at the mall and her parents divorce resulted in suicide attempts. A guy was going to culinary school in New York and he took off, something about meth, a missing persons case was filed and they found him in Wisconsin.

the breaking point was a girl talking about how she met a boy online who went to a collage in Virginia and they became boyfriend and girlfriend. She was struggling to tell her parents about this. They never met in person.

I told the moderators I was done and this wasn’t helping me. They were rather rude about it. They told my physiatrist and they informed me they won’t be seeing me any longer because I didn’t stay the expected duration in the intensive outpatient program……….

luckily I caught on with a different meds lady and my mood got better/more stabilized. Later in the year my wife and I got back together. Which was good. The divorce stuff made me crazy but I was able to overcome that.

If you’ve read this far, Gold Star for you!

this post deviated from a gambling situation however it was rather therapeutic for me.

 

[JDS]

I can relate to all P2P stories in this thread it was truly an annoyance. Did hundreds of them from 2001-2015. I actually just did one for the 1st time in many years. It was a breeze. I went to a CVS put in the info on a screen & paid for it 5 minutes. I was banned from both WU & MG. So what I do is I use my middle name & my last night & they always accept when they look at my ID.

 

[Enikk]

Thanks for being open DRC. That is actually my profession. If you or anyone need to chat send me a message. Boy do I have stories. Everyone has issues and skeletons in their closet. Anyone says different they are full of shit and not worth wasting your time with. I have taken care of the the rich, professional athletes, professional poker players and mostly the homeless and poor. With HIPPA of course can never disclose names but can tell of the wild experiences much like you have described. My very 1st Patient had a plan of dressing up as a clown with balloons and flowers to gain entrance than shooting up the unit. I was hooked from day 1. Every night is an adventure.

 

[Enikk]

BTW, what you described are Q15 minute checks and are mandatory by law to document what you were doing, where you were at, if your were awake, what your affect and mood was at that time. Has to be documented every 15 minutes for every Patient. Not a bad paying easy gig for anyone wanting a bottom of the totem pole start in healthcare. We also have 1 to 1 sitters that job is to just sit within an arms length of a suicidal Pt or high fall risk acutely ill Patients.

 

[DarkRaver Camper]

Thanks for being open DRC. That is actually my profession. If you or anyone need to chat send me a message. Boy do I have stories. Everyone has issues and skeletons in their closet. Anyone says different they are full of shit and not worth wasting your time with. I have taken care of the the rich, professional athletes, professional poker players and mostly the homeless and poor. With HIPPA of course can never disclose names but can tell of the wild experiences much like you have described. My very 1st Patient had a plan of dressing up as a clown with balloons and flowers to gain entrance than shooting up the unit. I was hooked from day 1. Every night is an adventure.

Thanks for being open DRC. That is actually my profession. If you or anyone need to chat send me a message. Boy do I have stories. Everyone has issues and skeletons in their closet. Anyone says different they are full of shit and not worth wasting your time with. I have taken care of the the rich, professional athletes, professional poker players and mostly the homeless and poor. With HIPPA of course can never disclose names but can tell of the wild experiences much like you have described. My very 1st Patient had a plan of dressing up as a clown with balloons and flowers to gain entrance than shooting up the unit. I was hooked from day 1. Every night is an adventure.

The only thing that bothers me is I’m super reserved now. Almost like I feel or show no emotions. I’m not sure if that is better than flying off the handle at the slightest things.

Wellbutrin
Lamictal
Seroqual for sleep
Mirtazipine for sleep
Adderal for god knows how long. Need it to be productive at work and focus.

im trying to figure out which one is making me soulless. It may also be the litany of corrupt things I’ve done in my life as well which makes me feel this way.

it could be a lot worse though. Not really depressed.

 

[Enikk]

The problem with Psych meds is they have so many damn side effects you are taking shit just to cover the side effects of another med. The good benefit of the med takes a good 4-6 weeks yet the side effects hit you week 1 and why most that really need them stop taking them. Poly pharmacy is a huge issue. Often times we we find our Patients don't need half the shit they take. Had a patient jump on Nurse's station and kick out all the monitors and smash a bunch of shit when he read limp dick was one of the 1st things listed under side effects. Keep in mind these are clinically acute non-voluntary Patients on a hold where it is mandatory to take the oral med or get a booty shot. Gets quite violent to say the least.

 

[Wagerallsports]

Royal Sports sent me a check that bounced

Have a pic somewhere I'll try to find

 

[Wagerallsports]

MVP Bets

Had about $400 in the casino I tinkered around with

One day I suddenly had about $8,000

I was young so still played a bit until I finally contacted them

Apparently there was a glitch (doesn't sound accurate)

They actually let me keep profits I had won (no way to determine if I won per my funds or theirs)