well, casino something.
lise and i have been on spring break this week and have been having a blast. sleeping in, chilling out together, long lunches, drives out to the middle of nowhere, gazing longingly into each others eyes, the soft touch, the kiss, the rush to the bedroom, the…
but on friday we decided to go to Applewood for lunch in Aurora, Indiana. They have the best ribs that i’ve ever had (and i’m convinced it’s THE SAUCE).
while talking about what we’d do afterwards, the thing that came to my mind was: many folks we know do the casino thing over in indiana. family, friends, acquaintances. some take medium amounts of money, others take loads of money.
and they go to the casino and blow it.
so we thought: hey! i know! let’s go see what all the hype is about!!
so we took $20 out of our change jar and off we went to the Grand Victoria in Rising Sun, Indiana.
folks, i gotta put a disclaimer in here: this post isn’t to put down folks who enjoy gambling but it’s an observation from my own perspective.
this is what we saw:
- smoke. lots of it. smoke smoke smoke. smelled it, too. smelled it for hours afterwards all over my clothes and hair. smoke.
- grey and blue hair. lots of little old ladies and little old men.
- wheelchairs. tons of em.
- handicapped people – being dragged around by little old ladies. this was strange.
- a lot of depressed looking folks sitting in the same spot for hours on end pushing buttons and pulling levers and for what? entertainment? money? something to fill the time before death?
- a lot of “what the hell are you looking at” looks from folks who looked like they were gonna shank me because maybe i wanted to get into “their seat” at “their slot machine”
- cash changing machines, ATM’s and money-wiring services EVERYWHERE. they really want you to part with your cash.
- despair. depression. frustration. only one man in the whole time we were there (in three floors we explored) looked as though he was having a good time. hundreds and hundreds of other folks just. looked. miserable.
we took our $20, sat down in succession over 45 minutes at $1, $.25 and $.05 slots, ended up spending $8 of our own money, winning $10 and subsequently losing that $10.
it was possibly the dumbest thing i’ve ever done in my life. i just don’t get it.
i’ve never understood it, really. i mean, the odds are clearly against you. the average joe doesn’t stand a chance to win – if we did, casinos wouldn’t be in business!
if the lottery is a tax on stupidity, what do we call gambling at the casino?