What drives you crazy while at the table?

[rackmsuckr]

I hate that!

In Bellevue, Washington, at this brand new place, the Parlor, I was shooting by myself, empty tables around me. Then the hostess puts someone on the table right next to me. I hate having to wait for someone on the table to shoot, and I hate having them wait for me to shoot. If the place is busy and all tables are filled, that's one thing. But I soon left.

I made a comment about it as I was checking in the pool balls, and the hostess said it was because there was one server on duty and she didn't want to make the server go running all around the place, but rather put all customers together in one group.

I'd definitely tell Dave about the situation. As a player himself, he might be able to effect a change. I was there Saturday night, first in the front and then in the back by the bar. Our friend paid $1000 for his own party and they split his group into 2 areas, bar boxes near the front and 9 footers in the back! I told him to complain or get a partial refund. We joined the other half about 2 hours later. Then they have the back roped off (which you hit with your stick), and people still want to walk through, while you are down shooting! I know, Saturday night is not the time to go if you are serious about pool. It's still a nice room though.

 

[Icon of Sin]

1. Missing easy shots.
2. Someone giving me a lose rack and me making a ball on it forcing me to shoot the rest of the garbage on the table.
3. Safing myself when if the cueball would have rolled just an extra inch I would have had perfect shape on my next shot.
4. Being left shots (not on purpose) where I can easily make and see the object ball, but position to the next ball is nearly impossible for me.

 

[Ummagumma]

I'd definitely tell Dave about the situation. As a player himself, he might be able to effect a change. I was there Saturday night, first in the front and then in the back by the bar. Our friend paid $1000 for his own party and they split his group into 2 areas, bar boxes near the front and 9 footers in the back! I told him to complain or get a partial refund. We joined the other half about 2 hours later. Then they have the back roped off (which you hit with your stick), and people still want to walk through, while you are down shooting! I know, Saturday night is not the time to go if you are serious about pool. It's still a nice room though.

That's really strange. A place shouldn't split up a party.

Yeah, I know that thing about people still wanting to walk through. A couple of the staff did that also.

 

[cuejoey]

We have a local tournament every Friday night which starts at 8:00 pm. The only problem is that 8:00 pm in S. Texas means 8:45.
Every time I have asked the TD as to why we are starting late, he replies, "well gee, it's only 8:25"!
Then somewhere around 1:00 am they realise that the tournament won't finish and the winner of the hot seat is declared the winner of the tournament.
Every time I have inquired about this practice, I get the same answer, "you guys play too slow"!
So, being the only person in the building with the IQ of a carrot, I made a suggestion, "why not start earlier, or on time"?
The reply, "what, are you stupid or something, this is the way we have always done it "!

The other thing (which is beginning to be entertaining) is so called "table machanics" who take absolutely no pride intheir work. The tables roll horribly. They have 860 on them and with each shot you need a running start ( like Happy Gilmore) to get the cue ball to the other end of the table.
The owner of the room actually paid me to confront the "table machanic" about the work he was doing. He became very upset when I told him his work really sucked and said, "do you know how long I have been doing this"?
I said, "no".
He said, "for 35 years"!~
I said, "well, did you ever think about doing something differently"?
He said, "what, are you stupid, this is the way I have always done it."

So yesterday I was practicing and reached in the side pocket to grab a ball, and scratch, the nail sticking out put about a 3 inch scrape on my hand and I went to the mgr and asked about a band aid so that I didn't get any blood on the table.
I then asked, (as politely as possible) "why don't you pull that nail out of the pocket that "shit for brains" drove in there instead of using the screws?"
He said, "what, are you stupid, that holds the pocket in there"!
After *****ing and moaning about the way things are done, the mgr finally asks me," if you are so unhappy with things, why don't you move?"
I said, "what are you stupid or something, I like it here!"

Nice post Ironman:::: you sometimes have to wonder how much longer a place like that will stay open ......

 

[Tommy-D]

> Other than self-inflicted things like missing or scratching on the break,these are some of the thing I hate.

> Excuses about why the tables play like crap,such as it's too expensive to recover them once a year,or no one around here cares or notices.

> People,usually rednecks,that think that talking trash to their opponent,drinking beer,and whooping and hollering on every roll of a ball is acceptable when playing. The ones here in town that do it try to talk down to me cause I WON'T do it,saying I am too serious about poo'.

> People that ask you "so when are we gonna go out hustlin'?" the very first time they find out you can play well enough to run out regularly.

> People that do some nerdy looking Tiger-style fist pump when they win a single game.

> People that tell stories about a friend or relative that plays for 100 dollars a ball. What game is it they play,and why is he never seen in public?

> I don't really hate these people,but hate being in this situation. Everyone has met someone like this surely. They come up and ask you about your cue,then show you theirs. Theirs is an old "walking cane" cue,or one of those similarly cheesy imports,or in some cases maybe a plain,old Meucci. They tell some story about how their daddy "brought it back from Vietnam",or something similar,and proceed to tell you it's worth 4-5 thousand. You bite your toungue,knowing that anything you say will be construed as you calling their daddy a liar,and they pick up on your uneasiness,and try to goad you into saying something about it,so they can pick a fight. I always agree with these people,unless I know they are sober and can take the truth.

> NITS,and I don't mean nits as people that simply choose not to gamble for whatever reason. My use of the word here refers to the type that don't even play regularly,let alone well,but recognize you from playing somewhere and walk up to you in a gas station or restaurant and talk trash about playing you for "whatever",then change their tune if you bark back at them right then or you confront them in the room. This goes double for players you see all the time in your regular room,that woof their ass off HOPING you won't get in the box,change their minds once you do,or try to high roll you because they make more money than you,not because they have the best of it. I have a rival here in town that has pulled 2-3000 dollar rolls out and asked me to play when I had 50 on me,in front of like 15 people,so he could say that I wouldn't play because I was broke. He refused when I offered to throw that whole 50 in,so I told him the 1st game would be worth that 50,but IF I won the 1st game,I'd up my bet so that I was ALL IN on every single game after that,he got a confused look on his face like he didn't understand. When the onlookers caught the fact that he didn't understand me,I embarrassed him by saying "LOOK,WHEN I SAY ALL IN,I MEAN ALL IN,JUST IMAGINE THESE ON YOUR CHIN,SURELY YOU UNDERSTAND THAT!" Tommy D.