My first time at a casino was in Atlantic City for my friend
Adam’s 21st birthday. I was only 19 at the time but he convinced a
pit boss that I was his cousin and I was of age. I had an immediate run of luck
and we thought we were the luckiest kids in the world because the waitress kept
on bringing us free beer! Adam and I kept betting on my lucky streak. Together
we made a ton of money and a drunken mess. They changed dealers and our luck
changed too. All that money was gone in what seemed like 2 minutes. I should
have learned right then to get out while your up, especially way up.
"The Team" at the Melbourne Casino
I have gambled in casinos around the world but only in
America do they liquor you up for free. When in Melbourne, Australia I bought
myself a bourbon and coke, then a nice gentleman bought me one as well. I sat
down at a table with both drinks. The dealer would not let me stay because
having 2 drinks was irresponsible drinking and I would have to get rid of one.
I politely turned around, chugged one and then bought in.
Celebrating with the girls after surviving the Melbourne Cup
In London we stopped at a casino near Chinatown and I was so let down. It
seemed like a skeezy, old saloon with a musty smell. Nothing was shiny or new,
I felt cheap just being there. The casinos in Australia were a lot nicer but
nothing comes anywhere near to the superior riches and glamour of Las Vegas. It’s
amazing that they never close but everything is always clean and in order, even
with the mayhem going on 24/7.
Kris and I after breaking out of the dodgy London casino
The Brisbane Casino "My House of Dreams"
I've had lots of interesting things happen to me
in casinos but my favorite story was on our first trip to the Brisbane casino.
Every big city in Australia seemed to have one nice casino. In Brisbane it was
a beautiful old building surrounded by purple lights, sitting on the river. A
couple months into school, our American group decided to get dressed up and go
out in “BrisVegas”. I found myself at the black jack table with the Texas Twins
and some Canadians we didn't know. The Texans, like myself could be pretty
loud. The Canadians weren't helping the situation either. I was confused why I couldn't get a free drink and the Texans were cursing up a storm at each other.
As I joined into their excitement I was warned by the pit boss, one more slip
up and they would throw me out. Well, after I doubled down and won the hand we
were all cheering and some other words of emotion came out and I was escorted
out of the casino.
Christy, Sarah and I getting glammed up for BrisVegas
"The Texans" and I
I pleaded with the doorman and he let me back
in. I went right back to my spot next to the Texans, and another guy had joined
the table. He was an Aussie in his early 30's and took a liking to me. He
started giving me money to bet with, and I was adding it to my bets, and
keeping the winnings. He kept giving me money; I figured he was rich and lonely
so I kept chatting it up with him. My other girlfriends had long left me behind;
they weren't gamblers and went out for dinner. The Texans had lost their money
and weren't waiting around for me since I was getting everything handed to me. The
Aussie eventually had to make the inappropriate comment of me taking off with
him and I told him I had to go to the bathroom, but he made me leave the chips
at the table.
Having a good laugh with Christy outside the casino before starting some trouble
I called my girlfriends from the bathroom in a panic
telling them how I had a couple thousand dollars and how I didn't want to go
back to the creeper but I wanted that money. I hung up, came up with a twisted
plan in a pinch and went back to the table. He was still there and I went right
back to gambling, but started losing a bit. When I was down to about $600 he
put his hand on my back. Like lightning I scraped up all the chips, shoved them
in my bag, crossed my arms over my chest holding onto my bag and took off as
fast as I could go barreling my way down the casino halls. As I’m throwing
people out of my way, Colleen, Christy and Sarah turn the corner and see me
charging like a bat out of hell. “I got the money!!!!” I yelled as I sprinted by. The girls counted my chips on the way home and I was up $550! I’m not saying this
was the best way to go about things, but its come in handy for some good laughs
and paying for some later adventures.
Celebrating through Griffith's campus after counting my winnings
Laughing about the nights events with best friends
This past weekend I was in Vegas for an Arbonne Conference
and didn't have anyone my age to hang out with, so I hit the strip alone
looking for some fun. I ended up losing over $500 over 4 days and was so mad at
myself for being irresponsible because that was nearly half of my rent money. I
did what any rational person would do, take out another $100, walked up to the
first Roulette table at the Cosmopolitan and put it all on red. I wasn't thinking
about how I looked with my little polka dot cover up and wild hair as I
strutted up to a table of guys with $1 chips scattered around the table. Well,
when I hit, it was one of the coolest and exhilarating moments, and I felt like
such a baller. I took my winnings and left as everyone begged me to stay because
I was “Lady Luck”. I made my way from casino to casino and won 11 more times in a row!
Each $100 walk up and play was a new, exciting and different experience at each
casino. I made my way back to the beautiful Cosmopolitan because it is my new favorite
hotel. I walked up to another Roulette table, threw a hundred down, and lost.
So I did the smartest thing I have done in a long time, ordered another bloody
mary and headed straight to the cashier J
Inside the Cosmopolitan Hotel in Las Vegas
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