Here are some notes from my daily log at the Casino from 09/16-09/29/08, some of my first shifts.
09/16/08- Spoke with a guy who lived in Jamaica for nine years. He cussed about Jamaicans and left no tip. An old guy watches the news and said someone was a Jew..."they all have these high positions now."
09/18/08- Find out that casino servers refer to black people as "Canadians". Meet the one the call the "Water Lady". She comes everyday to sit at the same slot machine and sucks down water all day, and doesn't tip anything. She is very defensive of "her" machine, and will pace back and forth cussing under her breath behind anyone using it.
09/23/08- Carded two tattooed midgets today. They turned out to be 40 and 25. Who can tell with short people? Clearly not me. The 40-year-old was 4'4". The security guards at the boat walk around like they are going to break-up some kind of Ocean's 11 heist. Most are overweight and over 50; I doubt they could break-up a litter of puppies. For some reason I don't mind taking a shit in the employee bathroom when other people are around. No courtesy flush, no nothing. I feel really empowered in a public bathroom for the first time. This guy wearing a nice suit with an unlit Cohiba cigar in his mouth walks by, points at me and says, "Hey, there he is!" as he continues past me. An 80+ year-old couple in wheelchairs order and down two rounds of MGDs and buffalo wings. I guess you never know. Old ladies put on Casino warpaint (WAY too much makeup) before coming after church in large groups. They play the slots and nurse old-fashioneds all day. Their lipstick is a bitch to get off glasses; it probably has lead in it. Some guy could tell I was Scottish just by looking at me.
09/26/08- Servers use colored straws to code where their customers are, as well as things like whether they can expect a good tip, or diet and non. I saw a guy lose $20 in 20 seconds at a slot machine. He didn't even sit down. I made $20 in two hours today. I don't know how many seconds that is. Another bartender came home to find her husband dead from a heart attack on the couch. They had been together for like 25 years, but had no children. I can't even imagine her pain. On another note, I almost pooped my pants today. I think a lot of people here use drugs.
09/29/08- I discovered that one of my managers is gay. It makes sense- he dresses nice and is well-groomed. Also, I guess I skipped work yesterday, but no one of authority seems to care.
Are there more of these notes? I enjoy reading them.
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