No Luck Gambling

Now I know I really am not meant to gamble. Zero luck there. And I learned the hard, expensive way.

For most of my life, I haven't won anything significant from games of chance. The only time I remember winning a raffle was when I was told to have won a "kaldero", but unfortunately, I was not in the venue so it was forfeited.

Last December, I disregarded my spotless record and was coaxed to join the gang to the cockpit. It was my first after so many years. In fact, to underscore my being a stranger in the hall, the "kristo" even announced my presence, he he.

I never realized it was so much fun being there. There was drinking, joking around, cajoling, shouting - all the works. If only for the festive atmosphere, I for sure would have been addicted to it, as many others are.

But I am required to place bets, right? And not just simple bets: I was called twice to fill the gap between the two sides just so the fight could push through. The moron that I was, I agreed.


True to form, I lost all bets. I was not even given the proverbial beginner's luck. Not even a draw.

I left with empty pockets, swearing never to gamble again.

But only after a few days, I got convinced maybe it was just my bad day. One more try, they said. I agreed.

The result? Same story. Ugh!