Grubby at PokerWorks

Reeling off the best July for my bankroll ever, I trudged through August with a whopping 11 losses in a row. The highlight of my month was skulking into Hustler to play 6/12 with a full kill and meeting Ruthie, with shoes so great I had to ask to take a picture, along with the novel Hustler carpeting.

Ruthie said that “Bobby” got them for her. When people at the table saw Bobby off in the distance, they kept chanting his name.

“Bobby! Bobby!”

Ruthie said she and Bobby met 13 years ago playing poker and one day he presented her with these nifty shoes and even knew her size! Every time Ruthie won a pot that I was involved in, she said, “Oh here honey I don’t want to take your money,” and would pass me a stack of chips (I politely declined).

Bobby finally came for a visit and Ruthie introduced me as her friend (after all of 15 minutes chatting with her). Bobby was as friendly as a grandpa spending his kid’s inheritance.

I took a pic of her shoes and then showed it to Bobby, smiling and sitting at a 6/12 table, and said, “Bobby, Ruthie said you’d buy me a pair of these shoes!” I’ve never been called honey so many times in my life.

And finally last night, moving down to 4/8 because I was convinced my losses were on my poor play, and not the bad beats and bad dealers, I posted a little win: +$83.

It was a sweet win though, as most are, because the players (and dealers) at low-limit are as gregarious as Ruthie.

The only other woman at the table, Colma, said she wanted to adopt me after I bought the tipsy Laguna Beach native a Heineken. The dealer, after dealing a player out by accident, said the mistake was because I told him I’d give him $6000 if he dealt me the bad beat jackpot and he couldn’t concentrate (and I would have).

The loose guy at the table and I chatted about vodkas and happy hour prices (after I said I bought a $10.75 drink at Hawaiian Gardens, absurd for a place like that).

My play was about the same I think, but the cards were different. I beat KK with AA, I beat 99 with TT, I was making my straights and flushes. I was flopping top pair, top two pairs. But, low limit means chasers abound and they didn’t always hold up.

At the very least, I can end the month on a good note. Plus I got a 3.696% raise! And my puppy, now nearly 6 months old, is housetrained! And I’m going on vacation tomorrow, phone-less, email-less, internet-less, disconnected from poker and responsibility. It’s foreign.

Maybe I’ll return, beaming as much as Ruthie does.

This entry was posted on Wednesday, August 29th, 2007 at 4:55 pm and is filed under Uncategorized.