Madchester Grosvenor: Night 2

After having such a good time the night before we tried to retrace our steps and find the casino from the night before, alas none of us knew our way around Manchester, we didn't know street names or could even remember where we'd been, so we struggled.

Giovanni had given us a business card the night before so we could try out his restaurant but we had lost that, and couldn't remember the name of the place, so that was also a dead end. After a fair bit of wondering and asking for directions we arrived at the Grosvenor Casino. Only it wasn't 'our' Grosvenor Casino, but surely they knew where the other one was, so the same motley crew from the night before waited in line to talk to the girl at the front desk, and when it was our turn, we ended up having the following 'conversation':


Us: (not in unison or anything but we were all trying to answer at varying times): "hi there, where is the other Grosvenor Casino?"
Girl: "are you members?"
Us: "we are at the other Grosvenor"
Girl: "ok, fill out these forms"
Us: "no, we're looking for the other Grosvenor, do you know how to get there?"
Girl: "you have to fill out the forms, or you can't get in"
Us: "we don't want to come in, we want to go to the other Grosvenor Casino"
Girl: "you need to fill in the forms"

Alas, some of the group had caved and started filling in the forms but me and a couple of the guys persisted.

Us: "we were at the other Grosvenor Casino last night, we asked for directions but we ended up here, can you tell us where the other Grosvenor is?"
Girl: "I can't help you if you don't fill in the forms"
Us: "so if we fill in the forms, you'll tell us where the other casino is?"
Girl: "fill in the forms, please"
Us: "can you just tell us where the other casino is?"
Girl: "you need to fill in the forms, or let the people behind through"
Us: "right, but if we fill these in, you'll tell us where the other casino is?"

She slid us some blanks forms, before greeting the next in line.

We fill out the forms and when she's free again, she does her adminstration bit and points towards the doors to the casino floor.

Us: "right, can you tell us where the other Grosvenor casino is now?"
Girl: "the casino is through the doors"
Us: "no, the other Grosvenor casino, I don't think it's that far away from here, we were there last night, do you know how to get there?"
Girl: "I'm afraid you will have to go into the casino, or leave"

And with that, we realised stupidity or damn right stubbornness had prevailed and we shuffled dejected into the much posher but certainly not nicer casino, it had no soul.

The poker cash games were full, and too expensive for me, certainly not the place for drunken tomfoolery, so I just got a drink and watched the others gamble. The groom cleaned up on blackjack despite sticking to minimum bets, while the others bet bigger but fared less well.

After some time, we left the casino, longing for our fun Casino from the night before, and somehow, as we walked the streets of Manchester looking for a taxi or better still the hotel we were staying in, we stumbled across the George Street Grosvenor Casino, our casino from the night before! We headed inside, but not for some gambling action but a friendly face and hopefully the number for a taxi 'home'.

The girl at this front desk gave us a taxi number, without having to fill out a form, and chatted with us while we waited. Apparently we'd been a hit the night before, she'd even looked us up on the system and saw that we'd been to the other Grosvenor, which we felt we had to explain why we had been there rather than where we were now.

So if you're in Manchester and looking for a fun and friendly place to play some cards, roulette or what have you, go to the George Street Grosvenor Casino

If you're looking for a total moron who cannot be reasoned with, visit her on the front desk at the
Whitworth Street Grosvenor Casino

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Why Do We Play Poker?

Image
During a recent interview with Joey Ingram, Barry Greenstein spoke about asking a bunch of recreational players why they play poker and despite all being clearly losing players, everyone says they're in it to win money. Absurd isn't it? But hang on, why do I play poker? To win money, of course. Do I?  A little but at a very poor hourly rate. So why bother? If I really wanted to win, I would do 200% more studying, I would have at the very least tried using a HUD at some point in the last decade and I would certainly be all over solvers right now. But I am not. I read free strategy pieces, some hand histories and occasionally go old school with some good old fashioned book reading, just enough to keep the pocket money coming in but not enough to win serious cash. And yet, I want to win serious cash, so what am I waiting for?  People are always asking pros "what do I need to do to become a great player?" like there's some quick "oh you should be 3betting ev...
Read more

Nit Picking

Image
I am such a fucking nit, a nd it's ruining poker.  It's not my play at the tables that's the problem though,  my problem is I am a bankroll nit. My desire not to lose money has shackled my ability to win money and destroyed my enjoyment of the game.  It wasn't always this way, back when I started I had more disposable income than I knew what to do with (part of the reason I started playing poker), losing meant nothing but winning big could have meant everything. The first couple of years wins and losses yoyo-ed erratically, but overall the pattern was a fairly consistent downward trend. After a while I got my shit together, started studying, reading books and forums, turned my game around and began climbing back towards the land of profit. At one point, I had a pretty nice win for a few hundred dollars, made all the more significant because it marked my return to the break even point. Only it wasn't.  I hadn't been keeping track of wins and losses, not ...
Read more

What Is Wrong?

Image
"Oh my god, what's wrong?" b ooms a beautiful bubbly blonde.  Confused by the grim scene she finds in front of her.  She turns to her friend but he doesn't know either, so she approaches the poker table. "What's wrong?" she asks.  Her question is met with silent stares. "I just saw your face as I came in, you look really angry." she says to me.  Bemused, I shrug, not sure what to say, I manage to raise a little smile in her direction.   "Oh my god,  why does everyone look so serious?" I look around me, and she's right. After a night of solid poker, we're one player away from making the final table an yet we look more like we belong in the dentists waiting room.  "You all look pretty sad" I laugh. No-one else joins in though.   "Why does no-one look happy?" Her effervescence is failing to spread.  The line of questioning isn't doing much to lighten the mood.  She watches on, tr...
Read more

And The Winner Is...

Image
“Win a luxury holiday to the Bahamas for you and your friends!” You know those competitions for amazing all expenses paid five star holiday? You probably never hear of anyone winning one, you might even wonder if anyone actually does win them, I used to wonder that, until I won one, but I am the  worst  winner. Prostate Cancer UK ran a fundraising campaign called ‘Lad's Night In’. Similar in vein to things like 'Movember' or the 'Ice Bucket Challenge', the idea was to get people to do something fun, in this case play poker, raising money and awareness to help fight prostate cancer. My dad is living with prostate cancer and I play poker, so I got involved.  Pokerstars were sponsoring the campaign, bringing two things to the table: - a home game poker pack, including cards and dealer button - a holiday in the Bahamas for 5, including flights, accommodation, spending money and entry to a side event at the Pokerstars Caribbean Adventure (PCA) to be...
Read more

Grand Prix Poker Tour - Hampden, Glasgow

Image
I read this blog by Kat "the Poker Baffer" Arnsby and it completely changed my outlook on satelliting into big events. What I took from it was that small stakes players such as myself would be better off trying to win their way to smaller, more local poker events, in my case UK tours, rather than the international big buy-in WSOP/WPT/EPT type events. It makes sense, get a few £200-500 events under your belt before you try to win a million against the best in the world. Despite how much sense that makes to me now, previously my mind was firmly set on the idea that if you could just be lucky enough to run like god in one of those events, you'd be set. The reality is, with a small stakes bankroll, you need to run like god just to get to that big tournament in the first place. With this new approach, I had a bit of a look around to see what the upcoming events where taking place in Scotland and found that PartyPoker were conducting the Grand Prix Poker Tour (GPPT), wi...
Read more