Nooner with a Pro

Sorry, fellow degenerate bloggers...but this isn't a hooker story! I work for an insurance company in Hartford (insurance? Hartford? big shock, I know), primarily with our retirement plan clients. My job is to counsel them on options once they retire or leave their job. Earlier this spring, I worked with a 401(k) client who recently left one of the Vegas Strip casinos. Come to find out he quit his dealing job to play poker full-time, and was making a very comfortable living for himself.

Of course I had to chat him up, totally jealous of his situation. He plays mostly limit hold'em - $30-60 and $40-80 - and makes frequent trips to the card rooms in Arizona, since higher limit games are easier to find out that way. And since he's his own boss, he gets to travel whenver the mood strikes. Pats/Cowboys game in Dallas, check. Game 7 ALCS in Boston, check. Side games at the WSOP circuit/WPT events, check.

So he happens to be in town for the WPT at Foxwoods, and called in to see if I wanted to meet up for lunch tomorrow to talk mutual funds and community cards. A chance to escape the cubicle, a long lunch under the guise of client meeting? Ummm yeah, count me in!