OneAngryDwarf
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This guy was seriously the biggest a-hole I've ever seen at a BJ table. I was sitting third base. No matter WHAT I did he would find some way to blame me for "messing up the table." 
One hand, hit a 15 against a 10, bust out. Dealer turns over 16, pulls a 2. Guy's steaming mad.
The VERY NEXT HAND, I hit a 16 against a 10, guy's screaming his head off...I get a 5. Dealer turns over 16 and pulls a 10. I smile sarcastically at the guy, he just mumbles "well he just got lucky..." Uh, no sh*t Sherlock, even with perfect basic strategy and counting it's still all luck, that's why it's called gambling.
At one point he told a guy next to me that "[I am] just playing for myself, he doesn't care about the table." Uh...well...that's true. I couldn't give a flying f*ck about whether you win or not. Actually I take that back, I'm getting great pleasure from seeing you losing.
Finally he gets fed up and leaves...only to come back 30 min. later. And again he starts in with the crap, I caused the table to lose because I hit, I caused the table to lose because I stood (so which is it? or are you psychic/Rain Man and know the order of every single card in the shoe?), he berates another guy for hitting a 9 and "taking the dealer's bust card."
Yeah, I'm sure you always stand with 9 too, dickhead.
I've seen many other players grumble/grouse about crap before but this guy took the cake. I only take solace in the fact that his life is obviously very miserable and empty.
One hand, hit a 15 against a 10, bust out. Dealer turns over 16, pulls a 2. Guy's steaming mad.
The VERY NEXT HAND, I hit a 16 against a 10, guy's screaming his head off...I get a 5. Dealer turns over 16 and pulls a 10. I smile sarcastically at the guy, he just mumbles "well he just got lucky..." Uh, no sh*t Sherlock, even with perfect basic strategy and counting it's still all luck, that's why it's called gambling.
At one point he told a guy next to me that "[I am] just playing for myself, he doesn't care about the table." Uh...well...that's true. I couldn't give a flying f*ck about whether you win or not. Actually I take that back, I'm getting great pleasure from seeing you losing.
Finally he gets fed up and leaves...only to come back 30 min. later. And again he starts in with the crap, I caused the table to lose because I hit, I caused the table to lose because I stood (so which is it? or are you psychic/Rain Man and know the order of every single card in the shoe?), he berates another guy for hitting a 9 and "taking the dealer's bust card."
I've seen many other players grumble/grouse about crap before but this guy took the cake. I only take solace in the fact that his life is obviously very miserable and empty.