Discussion in 'Misc. Vegas Chat' started by bdautch, Sep 14, 2018.
all us mopes waiting to depart at the terminal
Just like some people can't control their drinking. I love a social drink every so often...sometimes three or four...but there are those that don't consider themselves getting started until they've finished off 1/2 a bottle and proceed to black-out. I don't perseverate on those that can't control themselves and then persist on partaking. That is a problem of their own making that they have to deal with. Get help or don't get help; their decision. Same with gambling. Get help or don't get help, their decision. When you see kids in tow it tugs at the heart strings.
The saddest thing I have seen in Las Vegas is my wallet after a few days of a losing streak.
Someone with a top players card (noir mLife, 7stars cet) spinning at ultra low min bet (quarter or less).
About 10 years ago, I was in town for a meeting which started at 7:30 a.m. at Caesars.
My buddy sent his Bally’s player’s card with me plus $100. He asked me to play for a while so that he would continue to get free room offers.
About 6:30 a.m. I approached Bally’s. There were police cars pulled up in front — one with the door open and the engine running.
Upon entering, I saw a large pool of blood on the floor by the front desk. The real NCIS were there putting yellow tape in place, etc.
I found a video poker machine halfway across the casino floor and played his money as fast as possible. In the process, I started hitting quads, including 4 aces, and cashed out about $300. Then I got the heck out of there.
On the way out I asked somebody what happened. He said that somebody got stabbed.
The next day the LVRJ had an article explaining how two “professional ladies” had quarreled & one stabbed the other to death.
Upon my return home, I brought my buddy his card and the $300. He said, “What were you thinking? You were on a roll! You should have stayed there and won me some more money! “
No good deed goes unpunished. Haha!
I saw a guy near the Heart Attack Grill on Fremont who was in a wheelchair and absolutely filthy and he had a visible colostomy bag. Very gross yet so sad at the same time.
Wait. Maybe it wasn’t NCIS. It was that crime scene investigation unit in Las Vegas that was on TV about 10 years ago. Can’t recall the name.
maybe when I am in vegas i overlook and miss a lot, there is so much going on. The "real" homeless people is what hits me anywhere. What I perceive as the professional pan handler not so much. One day I saw one woman with a sign "Please help four hungry kids...." the next day the same woman's sign said "...3 hungry kids..."
One time at the local I went in and made my way to the tables and as I was sitting down I saw a woman and her son and there was a police officer and the area was roped off. As I was buying in I asked and dealer told me that they were waiting for somebody to come pick up the body. The ladies husband was still on the floor covered with a blanket. I colored up and went home. It did feel right being there having a good time while they were going through their worst.
Playing "get a way" blackjack back in the day. Had a solid 20. Bozo Bob at 3rd that day made a game costing error. Had 16, to a hit against dealer 4. His 26 was probably a loser. She turns over 8(12) 3(15) 6(21). Never saw Bob in the big leagues again. Maybe he went home too.
the sad but funniest i seen was one night r one window faced kitty corner to the back by the dumpster hotel workers putting out the trash we were 30 stories up all of a sudden there were people coming over the fence from all directions it looked like ants at a picnic made me laugh but sad that this was their food source and small children standing off waiting i will never forget that
At the RIO. I saw a bride in all her full big bedazzled wedding white gown glory but the bottom was absolutely filthy. She was sitting at a penny machine hopelessly slapping at the buttons and tears and mascara was rolling down her cheeks. I asked if she was okay and she just flagged me away while hitting the buttons. Don't know the story. She didn't seem hurt physically. Just very sad. Had a show to catch so off I went. I wonder sometimes how the marriage went.
I am always sad in Las Vegas:
- when I watch a beautiful girl play roulette and she loses all her money.
- when I see the buffet line
- when all the $10 BJ tables are busy
- when I grab the cab to the airport
- when I watch all the lucky a’holes arrive while I leave Vegas
I haven't seen much of the sad stuff in LV. Maye it is because I don't do a lot of casino hopping. Most of the sad stuff I have seen (and heard about) has been at my locals. The stuff I have witnessed have been people at the tables throwing angry fits and stomping around, sometimes more than once, when losing. During my last visit to my regular place, I was told about a guy playing BJ in the HL room getting so mad he threw a chair at the CW working that room. He is no longer welcome there.
I did see one obnoxious drunk get slammed to the floor and arrested by gaming control agents for stealing someone's chips at a roulette table.
I have taken more than one long break from gambling when money was tight so I would not become one of the financial sad stories.
The oldest turned eighteen...
The kids coming over the fence to get the discarded food is not something I would expect to see in America------maybe an island. Was it out of this country? But I agree that it is a terrible social commentary.
The sad bride would break my heart---if this is what she has now, what possible hope is there for the marriage.
or died during the night from starvation
queuetee unfortunately it was in Vegas behind one of the higher end casino on the strip the amount of food that is tossed in the garbage wish there was a safe way they could hand it out
My hard earned money slipping through my hands and for some reason it's okay
What's the saddest thing you've seen in Vegas?
... when I return to Las Vegas, after only three months, and the casinos have yet again made the gambling conditions worse. I'm not kidding. It's depressing as hell to see how they have somehow made my Las Vegas experience less enjoyable because I feel I'm getting ----ed harder. The most depressing thing is that it seems to happen every friggin trip. I'm not even talking about resort fees and paying for parking. That's a whole other depressing subject!
I keep waiting for that first casino to stop paying true odds on craps bets. I swear I'm like:
Too much liability on the table so it's safer for them to toss it out.
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