We're about 50 minutes into the first session and the blinds are 100/200. I've got about 5000 in chips. The dealer is to my right, so i'm the SB. I'm dealt A-10, suited diamonds. The person first to act after the big blind raises pre-flop to 600, and the person after him calls as well as myself and the big blind. So there's 2400 in the pot already.
The flop comes and it's A-Q-J, rainbow suit, so no flush possible. I've got top pair, with a decent enough kicker, so I check it thinking that I'll get some action from the guys after me. Sure enough, the BB moves all in for 1200, because he's shortstacked. Without pause the guy first to act after him calls. I'm sitting here thinking "well, how good is my A-10", because most of the other top hands (AK,AQ,AJ) have me crushed. The last person in the hand before me folds, saying "thats the 3rd time I've had those cards." Since it was pretty common knowledge what they were, I said out loud "pocket 5s?" to which he flipped em over. At that point, the table goes a little nuts. I said "well, no way with all this action on the flop that anyone has anything near those 5's, so its not a big deal." (which makes sense)
At this point I'm trying to decide if starting a side pot with the one remaining person with chips would at least give me a return if I lost the main pot. I *was* talking to the dealer on the side and I even said "man, i might have the fold this one." I NEVER put the cards down, or near the muck, but kept them in my left hand as I thought about the odds of a side pot. Yes, I shouldn't be talking about my hand to another player, even if he's not in the hand.. but at the same time, its free poker and that happens continuously.
All of a sudden, both the BB and the guy who called his all-in flip their cards, completely ignoring the fact I'm still deciding whether to call or fold. The BB has K-7, so he has a gutshot chance at a straight, and the other player has Q-6, which is middle pair with an awful kicker. The dealer and I are like "WHOA, hey, this guy is still in the hand!" and I tell them "listen, I hate to do this, but I have to call." They're somewhat angry at this point. The dealer declares that all betting is closed, seeing as I can see what cards the guy who has chips left has. Thats somewhat proper, although as soon as he showed them they really should have been mucked I guess.
The next two cards come down K,K, giving the BB 3-of-a-kind, but me the straight, and the other guy two pair. The BB goes to take the pot, and then goes nuclear when I'm like 'hey buddy, I got a straight." At this point both he, his father (who wasn't even in the hand nor at the table), and the guy who was beaten anyway with the queens all try and get the tournament director to come and take back their chips from me. I get into it with all 3, because I feel like its not my fault they weren't paying attention. It ends up in my favor, but the argument continued for at least another 10 minutes.