I Hate Games Of Chance…

Phillip Caron
5 min readMay 6, 2020

With all my emotional posts lately I decided to chill. By chill I don’t mean chill, I mean rant. Let me come out and say:

“I hate games of chance.”

All games that are luck driven are strictly a waste of time after the age of six. Sorry, Chutes and Ladders, Trouble, and War are all on the list. I’m on a warpath against these games. Now, I do play these games on occasion. I have a four year old. These games serve their purpose to introduce young children to games. Children can learn basic rule structures socially and technically. There is nothing better to teach them about the unfairness of life. Having them lose at something that they had no control over anyway.

Beyond that they are useless.

Have you ever seen someone get excited when they beat you at one of these games? Pathetic. You won at a game… of pure chance. There wasn’t a shred of skill used in that victory. Can you even call it a victory? I could have played that game by myself. Your presence wasn’t even required for my loss.

Seems like a a good meme or gif. “Guy who loses to himself at games of chance.”

Let’s not use the word victory or even win for that matter.

Have you ever played the lotto? That feels great. Every time I’m a sucker and I buy a ticket my immediate thought is, “ I should have lit that money on fire instead. At least it would have provided me with some warmth.”

Not to mention… I get so bored. You know that a game lacks intensity when, after 5 minutes of playing, you start thinking about chores. “You mean I have to go back to start? Schucks, I hope the next card I draw is a two. I’d hate to have to tell people you were better than me at Sorry.”

There is nothing lazier than games of chance. “I’d like to compete without doing anything meaningful.”

The mind loves solving problems. The mind loves solving problems so much that it fills in the blanks, even when you don’t know something.

Prime example, say you are driving on the freeway and someone cuts you off. You don’t know that person, but your brain immediately thinks “dick!” They were most likely distracted. See? I did it right there! I don’t know whether the person was distracted in the imaginary example I…

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Phillip Caron

Short stories are to explore my demons. Reflections are to explore my feelings, and philosophies are for my son just in case. langleytrinity@hotmail.com