He cost me over $2300 today. As soon as he saw me pick up chip from the dealer's table he started yelling and screaming all over the place. I tried to calm him down, and what does he do....he pushes me into a table with a bunch of bone china plates and teacups. The dealer turns around, and there I am spread out all over his table with a pint of Gypy Rose in my hand looking like I passed out and fell smack onto his table. I had no choice other than to finally give in to him. Heck, I had to buy a bunch of broken cups and plates that don't even match. I fixed him good, though....I made sure he didn't get the right change back from a Coke machine we frequent....a quater shy he was....that serves him right and it shot the rest of his day to hell. I did find a 20F pearl with a CMH (Casino Municipal H) monogram, thouh.

Otherise, the guy is ok. Just look out for his powerful right jab. Hell, $2300 blown away.

JB