Soooo, Yesterday was a real close friend of mine's 21st birthday. We celebrated prebirth date - Friday, and on-birth date - Saturday. On Friday, we decided to go out to eat at the casino and then try on the gambling experience.
You know how when you were little your parents would go out with their friends to the casino and get all dressed up? Well, even if yours didn't, mine did, and they made a pretty huge deal out of it too. They always went with a lot of people and wore lots of unnecessary perfume and cologne, and my mom did her hair, and my dad trimmed his shadow....
Well, apparently the casino IS and IS NOT that fancy.
I mean, when we finally got in (which is cool because I got in and I'm not even 21 for another 3 weeks = SKILLS baby, guys like girls with SKILLS), it wasn't as awesome as I thought it would be. Like, there were your dressed up people, of all age groups crowded around the card tables and bars. They were yelling, and laughing, and drinking, while playing blackjack, and roulette, and (some other card game name insert here). We're going to call them, the Happy People. There were big screens playing music videos and a girl's silhouette dancing to the song by the Happy People. The Awe factor hovered around the Happy People.
Then there were the Happy Hour People. Those people were spread out and about, hording various card tables with corporate business suit-and tie attire. They were on there iphones, blackberries, palm pries, and other various PDAs talking, texting, googling, and mapquesting, while simultaneously participating at their table.
Then, there were the Poker People. They were all in a glass room sweating and looking intense while being massaged and playing poker. They came in all shapes and sizes, but were predominantly men. A few had on sunglasses or hoodies, or both, I guess to disguise themselves. (Those few were slightly creepy.) There were a few really geeky looking people who seemed to have high stacks of chips, and a few a few of the Happy People and Happy Hour People with PDAs had wondered in there and they'd rolled up their sleeves as if to get down to business.
I felt as if the most dangerous fights could've started in that room.
And then finally... there were The Gamblers. Even though there were a lot of card table games and bars, the slot machines still outnumbered the rest of the casino about 10 to 1. Each slot machine of course has only one seat, directly in front of it. Apparently, other requirements of a complete slot machine experience include the machines being from 1981 (they looked old and boring). Apparently the criteria for being a Gambler is being 60 or above/and or alone, wearing clothes that you would mow your lawn in (as to not get your regular clothes dirty), and having a strong right arm. It was sad really.
Really it was.
:/
We circled around that place at least five times, while the SAME people pulled the lever towards emptying their pockets.:/
I can't see myself ever being interested in the slot machines enough to lose over one dollar. (Just to say that I did it.) Maybe if there was a Wii game or something with betting, I would actually consider playing, but I think by the time they upgrade in the casino to that, we'll have the new hologram system in homes across America. Plus, it's probably ruled as unethical by the government. Gambling would be an epidemic; people actually like Wii.
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