Ever meet an Asian Mechanic?

And I don't mean to be racist, because I'm not; it's just what I've been exposed to. It's the kind of smart dude that seems to be a clairvoyant, he just knows all the cards that come out before she can, and you only win when you so disgracefully dump a vain chunk of toke for her. I'm not talking about hard losses. I've lost 50 units flat betting in several shoes (count was near even the entire time). No questions. It's in the face, the subtle humor during BS (basic strategy) play that seems quite out of norm which rings a bell, well maybe you should just be there.