I’m trying to leave around 8am so that I can avoid traffic and get some sleep during the day. Around 5 am the next morning, I lost a little over $4,000. I get knocked out of the tourney and decided to play some Baccarat. Here is the situation: I came to play the black chip tourney on Tuesday night at 7pm in the poker room. He is the bald headed guy with glasses working in the Baccarat pit that could care less about the players losing their hard earned money because he thinks his S*** (you know what) doesn’t stink. My complaint is about ANDY who wouldn’t tell me his position or his last name.
