Casinos are full of woe
Pensioners, blue haired old people wieghed heavily upon by all the world’s woes, bent by the ravages of time and duty, playing fistful of dollars, over and over again to the delight of the Casino’s owners and employees. Next to them, the underwage, underpaid, fringe refuse of human society, wagering their souls and welfare checks in the pursuit of utter misery. Every single one of them dirty, smelling of spam and old socks.
The old people and the white trash (even if they aren’t white), these are the primary inhabitants of the casinos.
I got to see first hand just what the demographics are in places like that. Lights flashing, noises blaring and overwieght cocktail waitresses shoved into such small dresses, their hip fat is smooshed way up into fuller, rounder gazoombas.
Yucky. Very nice people though.
That is the one thing about casinos that suprised me. Lots of friendliness. As if the casino helps the grandma and granpas of the world forget for a few hours that their kids have forgotten them, and the nearly homeless forget that they are having it rough regardless of what they do. It was a dichotomy that I couldn’t quite grasp. The immensity of the casino, filled with so many people, so many diverse walks of life and duty. The employees, the patrons, the guards and the observer of it all.
Me.
I lost 20 bucks. After that, I learned some things about who frequents a casino and just what all those oppositely facing dichotomies. A casino is a pivot point for our society, a place where so many things balance in precarious opposition. The signs asking you not to gamble if you have a problem, but those people go unchecked. First name basis for frequent gamblers but they are met with smiles and comps. A fine line between compassion for the loss, while doing their job for the paycheck, the employees are the some of the greatest actors I have ever seen. The pit boss at the craps table was so warming and enjoyable, I almost fell for his shtick. But then I saw him talking to management and I saw the act in its prep stage.
So interesting. I could write book about it.
It is fascination all wrapped up in gaudy lights and assaults on the senses.

