World Series Of Poker, Here I Come
So tonight our office had our annual staff holiday party. We always have two traditions at our parties: A white elephant gift exchange and a poker tourney. During the gift exchange, I got the dreaded coonskin cap that's been passed around for the six years I've worked at the company -- which I guess I deserve for wrapping up a paint mixer that you hook to your drill and giving that way.
Last year in the poker tourney, I was out in about four hands. This year, I was nearly out again in four hands, but got a lucky draw on the river in hold 'em to stay in. A couple hours later, I had won a few more big hands in a variety of games, I knocked off co-workers, and when the game was called, I had the most chips, which meant I got the first place prize of a cool $75.
I'm quite positive the reason I won was because I was the only one at the table that was still sober, as most of the folks at the table had put down a few beers already. But I'll take what I can get. I was pretty proud of myself, though I'm sure that Chris could still very easily beat me since he got second in the Jake's Diner tourney. But at least I can say I didn't get beat by a pre-teen.