Friday 26 June 2015

My very fake musings

I guess it's hard to believe i can be happy going to a casino and not gamble. But I really am. There are such a variety of people I could be here for hours, just inventing stories for them all. The slot machine players who are just out and out gamblers because there's no strategy involved. The roulette players who think there's a strategy. The back jackers who take it all too seriously and the pokerers who are the most intense of them all. 
There are the lads, in head to foot Top Man. Quickly they are overcome by the loss of money BUT it's never their fault. 
There's the older lady who maybe comes every two weeks (so it's not a habit or an addiction). She only plays roulette on a real table and believes one should dress for a casino like you're off to church. She casts her beady eyes with derision over the girls with their glitter and plastered on make up - forgetting that once it was her in the ten inch platforms and mini skirt (with gut hanging over) shrieking when red hit the table. 
There's the "pit" boss who knows he'll never play a slot machine but is looking longingly at the poker room. He'd wipe the floor if only he was allowed. He has a full tilt account, and lives in fear of discovery. 
More to follow......
Yes I like not gambling at casinos around the country. 

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