You ever deal for six hours straight and start questioning whether you’re even made of atoms anymore? No? Just me? 🌠🎴🌠🎴🌠🎴🌠🎴🌠🎴🌠🎴🌠🎴🌠🎴 This is what it’s like inside my head behind the table, after the fifth “can you smile?” and the third person in a row asks if it’s my first day because I’m not throwing…
You ever hear someone say, “ugh, that machine was about to hit, I could feel it…” First of all: no, you couldn’t.Second: that’s not a vibe, it’s a fantasy.Third: let’s talk about why. Because here’s the truth: most people don’t know how slot machines work. Not your drunk uncle, not that one coworker who claims…
Let’s be real: working graveyard isn’t for the faint of heart. It’s for the weirdos, the night warriors, the folks who know the best part of the casino happens after midnight. The suits are gone. The air gets thicker. The neon hits different. And if you’re not careful, the schedule will absolutely swallow your soul.…