BDI wrote: » Why is it so fashionable what can be done?
adox wrote: » Hard to read or make sense of.
Woke Hogan wrote: » The worst thing about watching football matches these days is seeing that fat headed wanker Ray Winstone urging desperate people to throw their money down the toilet with his mockney 'oo 'aw ya banter bollocks. Gambling commercials should have gone the way of booze and fag ads a long time ago.
freshpopcorn wrote: » It sounds very lower class!
BDI wrote: » I entered a bookies in a very upmarket part of Dublin with a work colleague today. My god how sad it was. There was a few machines in the corner, a foreign looking lad and an Irish/Western European looking lad. The Irish looking lad was scratching his forehead when he got up there was a chunk of skin missing where he had scratched off. No messing. Neither looked like they were having any fun but their money was as good as anyone’s. There were another few loser looking men about the place. Sleazy looking wasters. There was also one or two people with building site clothes on, maybe on lunch. I left and waited outside. I’m fairly getting on now but it seems all the young lads in work think this is the coolest pastime going. My work friend didn’t seem to see the same sight I seen in there. I work with lads on big money who never have a washer who bet as a past time. They bum smokes all the time off the other smokers. They look older than the drinkers. Why is it so fashionable what can be done?
BDI wrote: » I entered a bookies in a very upmarket part of Dublin with a work colleague today.
freshpopcorn wrote: » Couldn't you have just got a coffee or tea OP?
EmmetSpiceland wrote: » I remember the girl in charge of the lotto, thankless job, in my old place heard that the bookies across the street did their own take on the lotto and in this one the “pay outs” were smaller but the chances of winning much higher. She convinced everyone in the syndicate that this would be a better “investment” and went over and picked the numbers and placed the bet. When she came around the next week looking for the money I asked if we were doing the National lottery or her “bookies” one. Her face dropped and she said she didn’t want to do the bookies one. Said it was an awful, the place was awful, the punters were awful, and it an, altogether, awful experience and we were going back to the “normal” lotto. No one really cared but this was in a fairly nice part of town but stick a bookies beside a pub and you’re going to get a crowd like that. Awful.
freshpopcorn wrote: » I'd say she was just a tad sensitive!