I dropped my bottle of Adderall off a balcony, a guy below took off with it.

This has been a terrible start for the day. I accidentally dropped my June supply of Adderall from the second floor of the casino where I play professional poker. It was $50! Some asshole on the first floor scooped it up and walked away.

I guess I wasn’t all the way awake. I took my morning dose standing near a rail, when I tried to screw the top back on, I lost grip. The bottle bounced once on the floor and then it went through the rail bars onto the floor below.

There’s a shitload of cameras of course, and security could probably track down the guy. The thing is that A. I’m uncomfortable with security knowing that I carry around a controlled substance. B. That I’m on psych meds. I’m not liked by the casino authorities for reasons I rather not go into. I don’t want to give them more ammo, if they are plotting to kick me out.

F me!

You play poker professionally and you worry about a $50 loss? :confused:

You may be in for a serious shock someday.

Is the prescription for you? If so, there’s nothing they can do about it & they’re hardly going to kick you out for having a reasonable treatment for a medical condition.
If not, that’s what, maybe 5 - 10 pills or so?

If the casino wants to kick you out, they don’t need to plot or have a reason. It’s a private business; they just tell you to leave.

But as long as you’re playing their games, giving them money, and not scaring away the other customers, they’re going to let you stay.

So, you managed to get the top back on before you dropped the bottle, or somehow, despite dropping two stories, pills didn’t go flying everywhere when it hit the floor, and some guy, presumably thinking “Hey, pills from heaven!” just scooped it up instantaneously, without even looking to see what it was, and you, for whatever reason, didn’t attempt to get his attention. OK, I won’t argue.

Why, however, don’t you want to discuss why you’re in dutch with the casino? It’s not like anyone here knows who you really are, and it sounds more interesting than the pill story.

Cool story, bro.

I bet it’s because that scofflaw litterbug he’s been tracking down has friends in high places.

Huh… and I thought it was the amphetamine litter scooper that has friends in high places.

To be fair, he just said professional, he didn’t say he was good.

[Guy on 1st floor]
Hit me again! Hit me, hit me!

You play poker in a casino and you worry about much of anything?

Yeah, I’ll keep an eye on The Moth for it.

So how much did you get for it? :dubious:

Whatever you do, don’t show up at the ER and tell them that story expecting to get a refill!

This has GOT to be one of the “best” stories I ever heard.

:dubious: :rolleyes: :smack:

I’m gonna give you this tip free of charge.

You have a tell.

When you’re bluffing, you post on messageboards.

Golf clap.

Schools are out for summer already, eh?

Gosh. I hope OP hasn’t been evicted from the casino for littering.

Instead of a rail, next time hang your pillbox over someplace safe, such as a grate, an aquarium, or a flowing river.