EPT WARSAW - APOCALYPSE

Then it all got out of hand. I hit the bar for more whisky before heading to the cash tables. My memory is a bit fuzzy after that, but I was told/pieced together the following sequence of events:

I bought into the cash game for 1,000 zlotys.

I drank a bit more whisky while playing.

I then began drinking White Russians with a new Swedish buddy (he helping me reconstruct the rest of the evening the following evening).

After several hours, I stood up and then fell over next to the table. I was helped up and stumbled to the toilets.

I was then found unconscious on the toilet floors by my worried Swedish chum.

He brought me round and I went outside to get some fresh air. I came back and the bouncers wouldn’t let me in.

I thought my chips were still on the table so kicked up a huge fuss threatening to “tear the casino down by its foundations” (!?)

Bouncer decided to appease me by going inside to find my chips. He said they weren’t there so I accused him of theft and said “the amount of rake you are charging it doesn’t surprise me your establishment has stolen my cash”.

I was eventually convinced to get in a taxi back to the intercontinental. I passed out again in the taxi.

I was deposited on the floor of the Intercontinental lobby.

I was carried upstairs by the reception staff.

I woke up fully clothed, and had my casino chips in my pocket.

My hangover was huge, and my shame was total.

Never again…