At the time this happened they were hurting pretty badly. I think it was because they had some loose promotions of some sort (lots of match play for 21 and such IIRC) and were getting hammered and also because they just could never fill the joint with enough traffic to pay for such an expensive property. So I guess they were just trying to cut corners where they could. Anyway they went out of business not too much later.
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It's all good, it makes for a decent topic. That's how it seems to go, sometimes, opening posts that are kind of, "Meh," but on a reasonably good topic.
Nancy-boy. Hilarious. I've got an 82 year young friend who still has more piss and vinegar in him than most guys in their 50s. He is always coming up with a saying or phrase. This one pain in the ass - money mucher - had been gone for several days. He comes up wanting a finn. HE replies, "where you been"? The guy start to tell him he was out of town. My friend offered, "I wasn't asking because I cared, I was hoping you'd died."
He's going to love calling these muchers Nancy-boy. I can hear him now. Get a job, Nancy!
I get along with casino staff very well. But one time I went to make a bet on the overnight line. The guy forgot to lock in the pitchers. He was being a dick. The line jumped 10 cents because of the size of my bet. Now he wouldn't give me the original price. He lied and said they always charge 10 cents more for locking in pitchers. It was still a good value. I figured I'd wait and talk to the manager in the morning. I got a sandwich and a beer.
The next bettor comes up and he receives the same condescending service. The guy blows up, throws his beer bottle up against the wall behind him. It shatters, beer flys everywhere including all over the dickhead behind the counter. He walks out and says I'll be waiting in the parking lot to kick your ass after you get off. So he calls security. It was late, so I'm the only witness.
They came over and ask me what I saw. I didn't see anything but that dickhead behind the counter drinking beer and spilling it all over. What goes around comes around! lol
I didn't think it would look suspicious to hand a Cashier 30 TITO's, and besides I did try to put them into a TITO Kiosk but the Technicians were putting money into it at the time so I couldn't use that TITO machine. I was feeling lazy and didn't want to walk to the next TITO Kiosk which was like 60 steps away. Walk 3 steps to the Cashier Cage or walk 60 steps to next TITO machine? Decisions, decisions.
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