Date: Tue, 4 Aug 2015 01:24:01 -0700
From: Rebecca Kerl
Subject: [BARGE] Trip report

I could write a big long report on all the fun and interesting
conversations I had, the poker I played, the food I ate, but instead I
think that I will write a trip report detailing the one night of the week
where the troll got trolled. I know many of you have heard bits and pieces
and I thought it would be good to give the full story, as I recall it,
since it happened to me.

I saw that Peter had posted on Poker Peeps that the troll was in the house.
I hoped I would not run into him, but sure enough Monday night, he's in the
game. He wasn't too obstinate but he was on the opposite side of the table.
I pretty much ignored him.

Then Tuesday night came. I had been playing in a HORSE game earlier. When I
went back it was changed to Hold em/Omaha. I was going to sit in, but I
waited too long and my seats were taken. Ron kindly offered to let me play
the omaha rounds. Of course his seat was next to the person in question. I
played and then got up when Ron returned. I hung around a bit and then Ron
decided he had enough. I took his seat and then Dean came up and joined the
game. I asked if anyone would care if we added a game to the mix,
preferably E. Before I could get the words out of my mouth, the troll
denied my request. (not surprised) I told him that he could have at least
waited until I finished speaking and that he didn't even know what I was
going to ask. He nodded. I asked him if he had an opposition to those games
or if he just wanted to be a dick. He said he really didn't like the games,
but irregardless of that he would have said no because it was me requesting
it. I immediately pounced on him using the word "irregardless." He tried to
deny it, but eventually conceded that he used the word and he knew it was
not a word. That was pretty funny. I dropped the issue of the game change
for the moment, and savored the moment of him having to admit his word
choice faux pas.

Then Sabyl came to the table and wanted to know what we were playing
because there was an open seat. I told her HO and she said, oh, can we
change it to HORSE? I laughed and said no, as the troll said no. I pointed
my head at him and rolled my eyes. I then asked the table what the majority
wanted to do because I had a plan hatching in my brain. He reminded me that
if I played more poker I would know that the majority didn't matter since
it only takes on person to oppose a game change. I ignored him, but Dean
caught on to my idea, and said that it wasn't up to him, but it was
actually up to the floor person. Several players were saying that we could
start a new game or an interest list. So, I called Stephanie over.

I asked Stephanie how many people she would need on a list to start a new
game. She said she would start HORSE with 6-7 people. She asked how many
people would like to play HORSE. 9 hands went up, and 1 hand stayed down.
She said, great, let's play HORSE and let's move right here to this table
and I will get it opened up for you. We all made a mad scramble for racks
and started racking up and moving over. He seemed shocked that the game had
completely broken up and was slowly racking. As he moved to the back podium
to cash out the dealer (I think it was Marianne) was setting the deck and
preparing the table to be locked down. Nick had come into the room and
didn't want to bring a new dealer in and open up the table if a broken
table was still open. So, Stephanie came over and said, "well, since this
game is down and I don't want to set up a new table/new dealer, let's just
go ahead on move on back!" We all racked back up and moved back to the
table we were just on! He lost his mind.

Stephanie went back over to the podium and I could hear him just railing on
her and to Nick and then I heard it- He called her and I the C word. I saw
red and had to remind myself "prison orange is not your color. Prison
orange is not your color. Repeat, prison orange is not your color." She
ordered him out of the room and came over to talk to me and confirm what it
was that he said about her and I. As he left, I got several high 5's. After
the game broke, I was still upset about the word he used and wanted to
sleep on how I wanted to handle it.

The next day I went to the poker room and spoke with Brad and then Scott.
Scott asked me if  I would fill out a written statement to which I replied,
"absolutely!" I wrote everything out and pointed him out as he was in the
poker room. As soon as he saw me at the podium engaged with Scott, he
quickly racked up and left.

Thursday, Jerry came and found me before the tournament. He wanted to
apologize to me for what happened and let me know that the person had been
banned from the Binions Poker Room. He said that he had no place for that
kind of person and that kind of language and if he came back in, he would
seek legal remedies.

So that's the story. The moral of the story is "honey badger don't give a
shit" and "honey badger don't care" and don't ever call me the C word.