So Day 99 just so happens to be a monthly poker game that I haven't been to since February (pre-quit). Depending on how I was doing I could go through most of a can on some night, so this was a big trigger night. I talked about it in chat, and had my legs and balls threatened if I caved 1 day before HoF. So I prepped before I went, toothpicks, cell phone, chat in the KTC chat before, plus I told my non-nic business partner who also plays poker about the triggers and such, so he had my back.
It was a light crowd, 23 players, and of course the random draw puts my next to the only dipper in the room. This is a very friendly game, so we all know each other, but karma dictated that I sit next to him. The shit stunk, and I had no issues.
So we get to break, and I'm lamenting with my partner on how bad I suck at poker, and the dude joins our convo. I ask him how much he chews a day, to which he responds "oh, you chew, did you need some?". Before I could refuse, my partner jumps in with "no, he quit a long time ago" ( he knows too well, he went through the first month of hell where I was bitchy to all). So the dude immediately starts hitting me up with questions on how and why. I gave him my card, so if you see another N. MI quitter in the future, it could be him. Mid 30's, 2 kids, Tim is his name.
Call this a testimonial on how KTC works, not only did I not have a crave, I was trying to recruit.
And I really suck at poker.
