Lying
Damned If You Do & Damned If You Don't
In Las Vegas prostitution is illegal. I know people come here thinking that prostitution is legal but they’re actually thinking of nearby counties that are an hour or so away from Las Vegas. Even though it’s illegal we have a large amount of prostitutes and escort companies. As a dealer you will see the same prostitutes hanging around the same bars night after night. Or you will have a player come up to the table with a prostitute you know and he will introduce her as his niece or something. It’s so hard to keep a straight face and accept their story.
One night I had a player sit down at the table with a very beautiful young woman. She was dressed in a long sparkly dark blue dress; she had blond hair and a blue green eye shadow. The gentleman was much older; he was in his 50’s or 60’s with grey hair and really winkled. He was one of those types of men that didn’t age well. They sat down together and he introduced her as his wife. After playing for a couple hours he got up and went to the bathroom. While we were waiting for him to come back she looked at her watch and said, “Oh, we’re late for a dinner reservation. I’ll meet him at the bathroom so we won’t be late.” She took his chips and headed for the bathroom. I was new to the industry so I didn’t think anything of it. When the husband came back he was furious that she left and took his money. That was when he admitted that she was a prostitute. Nothing happened. Security couldn’t find the woman and the man lost out on all his chips.
This happens more than you think; that’s why there’s a procedure for dealers to follow. I found out about this immediately after the last scenario. A dealer will never allow anyone to touch your money when you leave the table. This includes your wife, children and friends. I had one wife try to play with her husband’s chips while he was in the bathroom. She tried to play $100 per hand and before her husband was playing $25 per hand. I told her I couldn’t allow her to play with his money because he wasn’t there to authorize it. The wife was so mad she started screaming at me. When the husband came back and saw his wife upset he started screaming at me too. I couldn’t get a word in. It’s a double edge sword.
∾ Heather 2004
Date: August 12, 2010 @ 11:39am PST
What Happens In Vegas...
I was dealing blackjack and I had pair of young women at my table. They were friends and we were having a great time laughing and sharing stories together. Well, I asked the blond on the right what she did for a living and she said she was an F.B.I. agent. Then she told me story after story about all of these incredible cases she had; acting tough as she told them. I was a little suspicious of her because when I was a child, one of my dad’s friends was an F.B.I. agent, and I would look at his badge and listen to his stories all the time. Her stories sounded nothing like his, a little far-fetched if you ask me. “Can I see your badge?” I asked. She told me, “I’m only allowed to show my badge if I arrested you.” “Uh, huh” was the only thing I could reply with. After 10 minutes she got up to go to the bathroom. This was the perfect time to find out what the truth was, so I asked her friend, “Is she really an F.B.I. agent? She doesn’t seem like it.” Her friend started laughing and told me, “No, she’s not an F.B.I. agent. When we were on the flight up here we decided to make up a new character for ourselves. That was the character she made up.” “Oh, ok. So what does she really do then?” I asked a little curious. “Oh, that… She’s a stripper” the friend replied nonchalantly.
∾ Heather 2007
Date: May 23, 2010 @ 7:23am PST