Me and My PMA Against The Casino

Me and My PMA Against The Casino

Yesterday I figured I’d force my ‘will’ upon the Hard Rock Casino in Tampa packing my Positive Mental Attitude and a several hundred dollars.

I figured I’d ‘ROCK’ that place, grab my winnings and get some ‘high roller’ treatment.  Why not!!  I deserve it, I know how to play, I know how to walk away when the time is right…. I can do this!

So, I find myself a comfy spot at a Black Jack table….it’s my favorite. I love to play Black Jack. I understand the game so it’s just a natural. Most times I walk away with a few extra dollars. But today, today is different, I gonna bring this casino to its knees!!

And you might know it! I’m in another world!!!  WTF!!

I get my chips, settled in put up my ante and wait for my winning cards….but the dealer is not dealing and everyone is just staring at me.  The guy to my left nudges my arm and tells me my ante is short…..ooooops!  My bad.

Seriously!  I know how to play this game!

I’m properly anted in and ready……well, not quite.  I am just not present……I’m not in the moment and I’m down $100 already!!

A few more down and I realize, I’m playing not to lose instead of playing to win.  Not sure why I took that approach, but I recognized it before it was too late.  I changed my approach and my fortune.  That was much better, I could feel and see the difference. Back on track.

Fast forward. I’m stinking up the place…..reverted back to playing cautious, not wanting to lose. Now, now it’s too late.  I’m several hundred dollars down and out…..I’m on the verge of bowing to the great Hard Rock Casino.

I lost, I lost it all.

I sat back, grabbed a few beers, cried in the first one. Got my sorry ass up, and headed for the door. And my PMA??  Torn and tattered!

PMA verses Casino…….licking my wounds.

Peace, Love and Beaches,

John

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