Gimme My Money
Working at a Casino tells me a lot about us humans and how we fall short on holding down tempers when cold hard cash is on the line - especially when you add age, alcohol and other drugs in the mix. "Can you fix this machine to win?" is always the same question I get from everyone. I like to fuck with them and tell em' YES! Then I do a little genie lamp rub on the side of the machine and say voila! She's ready for your money now.. They look at me like - who's this asshole? And we all laugh.. until they start putting their money in and get serious with their luck. Most of the time the machines just break down in the middle of a hand or bonus and all they want is to get their money out and go somewhere else. Impatient as they may be, they'll still have to wait for the machine to run its course and kick out a voucher. Give me my money kinda sounds to me like I'm the gatekeeper that trapped their cash inside the machine. But in reality I'm NOT the one who...