One In A Million
Before I left for my trip to Vegas, my office-mate Joe gave me $100 and asked me to bet it all on red over and over until I lost or I reached ten bets. The odds of successfully hitting red ten times in a row are slightly less than .001%. I told him that he might as well just give me the $100 and let me go to a nice dinner, but he was adamant on throwing his money away. So when I arrived in Vegas, I checked into the Bellagio, had a bellhop take my bags to my room, and immediately went to the roulette wheel.
There’s a saying that an infinite number of monkeys banging on an infinite number of typewriters will eventually produce the works of Shakespeare. This isn’t hard to imagine, since your monkeys and typewriters are unlimited. The odds of this happening with just a single monkey are astronomical, but it’s not impossible.
Today, I am that monkey.
The first two times it landed on red, I didn’t think much of it. After the tenth time, I was shaking visibly and over $100,000 sat on the table in front of me.