Reggie, that phrase reminded me of several years ago I was near Watsonville, CA and was on a mission to go to Cesar’s Club to pick up some of their amazing looking $1 martini glass chips that were selling at the time for $40 each on EBay.

When I arrived, I was amazed how small the ‘Club’ was..only 2 or 3 tables, every patron there was a Hispanic farm worker. Zero English being spoken. I definitely stuck out like a sore thumb. They sure weren’t selling chips, and there was NO chance of me getting into a game. I went home empty-handed with nothing except a good story..