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My Friend Recession!

For the past three years, I’ve been employed in industries which have been fairly reliant on people having money floating about! I’ve worked in a hotel since 2005 and have slowly seen its trade deteriorate! As of the beginning of this year, I’ve joined an industry that’s been very reliant on the Celtic Tiger, the poker industry! I have seen drastic changes to both industries in a short period of time and as the country starts to tighten their belts, I’m forced to follow!

Last year I’d be lucky to go a day without a bus load of medicated Americans pulling up at the door of the hotel. I don’t use the term medicated lightly, because I swear to God they each have one suitcase for nothing but medicine! If the fat bastards exercised every once in a while then they wouldn’t need as much…. just a thought! Anyway, rant aside, this year the hotel is dead. Barmen are scratching their balls instead of pulling pints, porters do nothing but fluff pillows and receptionists invent phone calls to keep themselves occupied. Last year the average wedding size was in the 200s, now we’re lucky to see weddings of a 100 grace the premises! I think a situation last week is the best example of how bad things are getting, I was in the bar for a function of 50 people for a Wedding Anniversary. After 6 hours, the total drinks bill came to under €100. That’s an average spend of 33c per person per hour! You could argue that they weren’t heavy drinkers, but I alone would have spent €100 quid in 6 hours!

The poker industry in Ireland is something that on one hand can be said to be flourishing, but on the other can be said to be floundering. While record numbers of players are reportedly making a living from it, it’s clear that these are all established players. The amount of casual players is dwindling as they realise that it’s not just a bit of fun anymore as they lose their bollocks every week! Numbers are falling in all the major events and the recently announced IPO will be a real test of the feasibility of poker events in this country. Last year it attracted over 1000 players and with more significant marketing power behind it this year, they expect numbers to rise. Whether it will or not is the million dollar question.

I’m a bit worried that the only two industries that I’ve been involved in, are heavily reliant on a strong economy. Considering that seems to be going to shit, I wonder is a career change in order! Perhaps I’ll become an undertaker, I hear people are just dying to use their services…

A Calling Station No More!

I actually only wish this post was poker related, but alas it’s not! Last night I went out to the forum in Waterford. It’s where I usually go out on a Saturday night because I’m part of the “alternative crowd” and places where they play trance and black people music make my eyes and ears bleed! It’s pretty much no holds barred and the dancing - if you could even call it that - consists of jumping up and down and into people! It’s crazy stuff, but I can think of no better way to spend my Saturday nights that doesn’t involve coke and hookers!

Anyway, while I was “dancing”, my almost brand new Atom Life phone slipped out of my pocket while I was in midair and came back down to earth with a crunch! For those of you who aren’t familiar with this phone, think of it as the perfect portable media player, the perfect texting tool and the perfect mobile internet surfer.. it’s a pretty decent phone too! The stylus (pull out tool for the touch screen) went flying across the dancefloor, but I didn’t give a crap about the worthless piece of metal and only cared for the €320 phone which upon closer inspection I found had its TFT screen turned into an illegible black and white mess! Sick!

I’ve sent off an email to the manufacturer saying that the screen slowly stopped working properly. Hopefully they’ll believe me, or feel sorry for me and will repair it free of charge. It’s well within warranty after all, but I suppose the warranty doesn’t cover me for it falling from about 6ft onto the ground! I’ll just have to wait and see!

Trip Report from Waterford Open Sat…. lol

I got a call earlier on asking me to work in Blazin’ Aces who were running a satellite tonight to the Waterford Open. They brought me in because they thought they’d get five full tables but in actuality they just got 3, which freed me up to play. Now this is typical of me when I go up there, I initially go up to work to earn money, but eventually end up just donating money! So it’s kind of like getting two kicks in the balls!

Anyway, this report will be short and sweet, like most of my tournaments. I was sat in seat one which I hate and was also seated at the same table as Brian O’Keefe and Nicky Power but within minutes the two of them clashed in a flurry of action which saw Brian squeeze with AA and was called by Nicky’s four tits. You can be sure there was a rocket in Brian’s pocket when he doubled up and knocked out his biggest threat at the table.

A few hands later I picked up TT under the gun and put in a nice raise and was called by one player. I made a continuation bet on a JQQ flop but was immediately reraised so I had to fold. Turns out the player was brutal and could very well have been doing that with any pair, but I didn’t know that at the time. Then, I get 9T suited in the SB when it’s folded around to me and put in a raise. The BB, who seemed to be decent, called. I jibbed betting an Ace high flop, and we checked it down after I accidently flicked a 1000 chip into the pot on a Jack turn, but was allowed take it back. He had Jack-4. How the fuck could he call me with J4? He must have thought he was defending his blind… by flat calling… with Jack-shit! Maybe there’s hope for poker yet, with “good” players like that coming through the ranks!

My tournament ended shortly after having picked up AT in the cut off, only to be reraised by the button who showed me AK after I folded. I was contemplating shoving, but it would have only been another 5 thousand to him, with 15k in the pot. Then I get 99 under the gun, but because both blinds were out for a fag, 4 players assumed I was stealing and called me. I folded on a QJ8 flop and was shown a Queen by a guy who must have been thinking he outplayed me because he got me to fold. Finally I have TT in the small blind and push over the top of a mid-position raiser for my last 6k (blinds at 200/400). The BB thinks for ages before folding. When action gets back to the raiser, he quickly says call, so at best I’m hoping to see AK… but instead I see Kings.

Before I leave, I hear the Big Blind of that hand (the Jack 4 idiot), congratulate himself for folding 88! No, sir, you made an automatic fold and took about 2 minutes to do so! I hope he gets the ticket, will add some more value to the Waterford Open!

“It’s Ireland’s Biggest Free Paper!”

At 16 pages and measuring the same as a normal tabloid I’d hardly call it the biggest free paper. Unless they are talking about circulation which at 332,000 copies per month is actually quite impressive. What newspaper could I possibly be talking about? Well I can tell you that it offers “news, features and comment from a Catholic perspective.” and was formed at the request of Pope John Paul II who wanted “an evangelisation that is new in its fervour, new in its methods and new in its expression”. I am, of course, talking about Alive!

Ever since the beginning of Transition Year, without fail, this newspaper has been handed out to an eager Religion class once a month for us to browse through and read it’s intellectual and thought provoking articles which just happen to be riddled with ridiculous amounts of Catholic propaganda which appears to make no attempt to attract new people to Catholism but rather act as a tool to retain existing followers during these troublesome times!

Last month’s edition contained, among other things, a large article on how we should all boycott the box office hit Brokeback Mountain on account of it promoting homosexuality. Calling for a widespread boycott like this doesn’t really promote independent thinking now does it? In this month’s edition, in the ‘Media Watch’ section of the newspaper, they talk about a headline that appeared in the Sunday Times. In the original article the journalist clearly gave their opinion on it, however, in this article Alive tell us what the journalist actually meant to say and what they actually mean by it. Once again, the Catholic Church are telling us how we should interpret everything. Some may call it guidance, but I’d be inclined to call it dictation. It’s a pity that the devoted followers don’t know the difference between the two.

This month they are also talking about the Da Vinci Code, the New York Time Bestseller by Dan Brown. In their report they claim that Dan Brown is painting an inaccurate picture of what actually happened and in a multiple part feature will tell us how we are to interpret the novel. The keyword there being ‘novel’. I find it slightly entertaining that they even feel the need to tell us what Dan Brown means in what’s only a work of fiction! It’s like saying that in the Nursery Rhyme where Jack and Jill go up to fetch some water, Jack and Jill actually find Jesus on their way up and are eternally happy for ever and ever!

Alive doesn’t make for insightful reading, instead, it relies on the shock-factor much like other brands of smut do, such as the Sun, Star, Mirror and so on. It’s content merely serves the purpose of instilling fear into the minds of it’s readers, who after years and years of having to put up with this drivel, know of nothing else. They have been moulded into the shape of a brain-washed drone who will actually believe what being written in this monstrosity of a newspaper! Those of us whom who are strong enough to not get caught up in their sensation gay-bashing stories can only look on in amazement at how some people can be so desperate to retain followers that they would resort to writing such stories. The same level of astonishment can be directed at those who are desperate enough to read and actually believe what this newspaper says!

Being asked to do things I’m about to do!

I’m in work and it’s just your normal wedding afters. There I am looking over at my table to make sure the guests have everything they need and I spot a nearly empty water jug. I immediately hop into action and make my way over to the table to pick up the water jug and refill it. “Sorry there”, I say as I try to make some room for myself to reach in to the middle of the rather crowded table. Then just as I’m about to reach in, a woman taps me and asks me would I be able to fill up the water jug. My teeth to begin to grind in pure frustration and understandably so. It is quite frustrating because I had already noticed that the water jug was nearly empty and was taking the required steps to restore the supply of water to the dehydrated table!

By asking me to fill the water jug it portrays me in a very bad light altogether because immediately this woman will feel that the service was bad because she had to ask someone to fill the water up for her but I wasn’t going to walk up to the table and announce “Hi, I’ve noticed you’ve run out of water. Let me fetch you some more”. Not only would I sound gay but I’d also be like a human version of the infamous Microsoft Paperclip and that couldn’t be good. It also doesn’t get across the fact that I had actually noticed the water needed filling and I’d feel very cheeky if I said “Yes, I noticed. I was just about to fill it” because I know myself as a customer that I’d consider that to be cheeky. I go and fill up the water jug and bring it back to the table and I don’t get one “Thanks”, because they all feel that they shouldn’t have had to ask for me to fill the water in the first place. BUT I WAS GOING TO FILL IT ANYWAY!

It happens at home all the time as well. Say I’m the kitchen for example and then I hear my TV on upstairs. I leave the kitchen and on my way up the stairs to turn it off my mother shouts out to me that I should turn off my TV while I’m up there. IT’S THE ONLY REASON I WAS GOING UP THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE!

Maybe there must be some sort of telepathy going on here or maybe people are puzzled by my presence and want to know what I’m doing there so all of a sudden their mind goes into overdrive and my mother starts to faintly hear the television and the fat woman at the table notices that there’s a water jug on the table that needs to be refilled. Then they think they’re great for noticing and deem it necessary to bring the matter to my attention - a matter that I had already managed to bring to my attention by myself.

It is frustrating though!