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 put it there in the first place. So if anyone is to blame, they should just go to the head and look into the fuckin' mirror.
Either way, its a fun gig and I enjoy watching people win their five bucks and think that it's five hundred. And the losers who religiously pump cash into these Casinos day in and day out.
Living in anticipation of a possible payoff can put years on your life, not to mention the smoking and other things that add to that. If people came to the casinos and were able to blow money without a care in the world, life would be so much better for them and it's sad that most can't and won't.
Winning should be icing on the cake and the adventure should be the focus. Because stressing on winning or losing is just living in the future and we can't control that. But we can control how we enjoy the NOW.
So if you ever find yourself telling someone to give you your money, just remember who put it there in the first place. And don't forget that the reason you came to this adventure is to have a GOOD time!