Originally Posted by OppsIdidItAgain View Post
Decades ago, when leaving a table, I dropped a handful of purple chips onto the floor. I was wide awake, and, so chased them down, except for one that a hooker standing behind the table had put her foot on. She was trying not to show a face. Nobody gave me a hand, with either of the chips, and, I had to wrestle the woman's foot off it. I walked off none the worse for wear. Ha.
If you weren’t able to win the wrestling match, maybe as a last ditch effort you could have been able to negotiate it as a prepayment.