The $4,000 tip - I'm not a fan of casino games (the odds are always with the house), but I do play them now and then, for fun, or to pass some time.
After an all-nighter at the poker tables, I was waiting for a friend (who will remain nameless) by playing a little 3-card poker. If you've ever been to a casino at 8am on a Tuesday you know that I would bring the average age of the table I was at down by about 40 years!
All things considered, I was having a very good time, and was in no rush to leave. I was on a very good winning streak, when my friend came up behind me wearing that look only a gambler knows; the look of a man who had lost a lot of money. He took one look at my stack of chips and asked if he could play behind me, since there were no empty seats.
The dealer dutifully changed his $300 into chips and slid them toward me. My friend was explaining his bad luck, and how he was down about $2,000, when I turned to ask him, "how much do you want to bet?" His response was, "bet $100". However, before I could turn around to place his bet he asked me for $1 to tip the waitress. So I dug into my pocket looking for a $1 bill, handed it to him, and turned back to the table to place his bet.
This is where the plot thickens, as they say. The dealer had already begun dealing the cards with only my $10 bet placed, so I turned back and said, I'll get you in next hand", his response was, "no problem." To which I added, "it would suck if I had a straight flush."
For those of you unfamiliar with 3-card poker, you are paid based on the strength of your hand: a straight flush pays 40 to 1, 3 of a kind pays 30 to 1, and so on.
You probably can guess what my hand was at this point....... 6spades, 8 spades, last card......... 7 spades!
What made the situation all the more surreal was the clapping, and congratulations from the collection of grandmas at the table. They were so happy for me, and my $400 win! The look on my friends face said it all; a strange combination of disbelief, disgust, and utter shock. He never said a word, he simply took the $300 in chips he had cashed in and went to a different table. This was by far the worst $400 I have ever won in my life.
He showed up a few minutes later, down an additional $500, and definetly ready to go.
It's true that timing is everything; I guess it also helps if you keep $1 in your pocket to tip the waitress, so you don't have to ask your friend for it and miss a bet!