Figured I would share personal degen story that happened to me a few years back.
Took a trip to Vegas with a bunch of friends in the summer of 09'. I was leaving the country for the next few years, so we wanted to have one last party before my temporary exodus from the group. Brought $2,000 for poker to be used over a 4 day spread.
Checked into the Wynn the morning of day 1, played the 2/5NL and after 6 hours was up $1,200. Played in a $330 at the venetian that night and managed to cash for another $1,200. At this point, when we went partying and crash late to end day 1.
Day 1
bankroll: $4100ish
Day 2, woke up early and played more 2/5NL at Wynn and proceeded to do well, after a shorter 4 hour session was up another $1,500 mostly thanks to a hand when I flopped the higher set my KK versus UTG's JJ on a board of KJ6. Spent the rest of the day hanging out by the pool, drinking, and chillin since only 2/4 of us are poker players. Besides, the goal after all was to hangout as a group and spend time together before I move half way round the world.
Day 2 Bankroll: $5500ish
Day 3 was when sh*t began to roll down hill. Everything was pretty much fantastic up til this part and iI suppose it was poor (alcohol induced) decision making that caused it. We started drinking pretty hard at dinner around 6pm or so. 2 of my friends wanted to go to a show, but I was feeling pretty drunk and just wanted to chill and gamble. They go off to see a show and me and my buddy stay and gamble. My friend decides that we should play
blackjack (I should have objected and stuck with the pokers, but I figured whatever... I can afford to lose a couple hundo after my great run). I lose $300 in 15 minutes betting $25 a hand. I keep ordering more drinks and after about 1 hour of blackjack I'm $900 in hole(thanks to stepping up bets to get back losses), and so drunk I can't really play anymore. I decide to head back to the room to call it an early night.
I get back in the room and watch some TV, smoke a little green to level things out. It is at this point I become overwhelmed with a sense of horniness. After all, I'm in vegas and it shouldn't be hard to get a couple girls to come up and have a 3 some. I thought it would be cool to splurge after my poker winnings. I call up an escort service I find online after about 10 minutes of drunken web surfing. I order two chicks and they say it will be about 1 hour wait. Well, over an hour and a half later two girls show up (and not to my surprise look nothing like the chicks on the site). They were still doable and at this point I was very drunk and just finished off a joint, so I wasn't about to complain about the quality. Well, about 10-15 minutes in, I must have passed out, I don't remember anything after that point. I woke up at 10:30am with a raging headache and my best friend standing over me yelling that someone broke into our room and stole a bunch of sh*t. I hadn't put my cash in the safe when I returned (luckily my nikon camera and passport were locked away). Those bitches ran off with my entire roll, watch, my buddy's laptop (lol which was his work laptop), and they even took my electric shaver from the bathroom. I was speechless... All we could do was hurry to get the hell out of the hotel as to not get charged for an extra night. I ended up replacing my buddy's stuff over the course of the next few months feeling bad for what a dbag I had been. He was surprising cool bout the whole thing after I told him about the night. Guess that is what good friends are for.
Morning Day 4 Bankroll: $0, minus watch, minus shaver, minus friend's laptop
TL; DR version
went to Vegas with friends before moving out of country. worked a poker bankroll from 2k to 5.5k. lost entire bankroll (20% blackjack, 80% robbed by hookers), plus personal items.
