My name is Davis Way, and I work undercover at the Bellissimo Resort and Casino in Biloxi, Mississippi. The Bellissimo is a big place—3.2 million square feet of property, 80,000 square feet of casino, 1700 guest rooms, 3,800 slot machines, and 4,000 employees. I’ve learned a thing or two about gambling in my time at the Bellissimo, and sharing is good. Take notes as I debunk a few myths.
Myth #1 – Winners know when to quit. Really? They do not. You should see these crazy gamblers. They do NOT know when to quit. They don’t even know when to give it a rest and get some sleep. I can’t tell you how many gamblers pass out on blackjack tables or fall asleep on slot machines from sheer sleep deprivation. Not long ago, I was breezing through the casino and saw a lady faint dead away at a craps table. That woman was in the floor. As it turned out, she hadn’t stopped gambling long enough to eat one bite of food in two days. She said, “But I know I had a maraschino cherry Tuesday.” Clearly, gamblers don’t know when to quit.
Myth #2 – Casinos pump oxygen into the air to keep your energy level up. No, they don’t. What do you do when you’re behind a truck loaded with those six-foot tall green oxygen tanks? That’s right. You get away from it. Why? Because you don’t want to blow up! (Same thing with those logger trucks. You don’t want to be decapitated.) If we pumped oxygen in the air, number one, it would be a felony, violating all state and federal air quality laws, and number two, the place would BLOW UP.
Myth #3 – You can win on a slot machine by strategizing, playing skillfully, and by walking around your chair backwards three times. None of these are true. There’s no skill involved in playing a slot machine. A monkey could do it all day long. Slot machine results are based on math and probability, and the outcomes are completely arbitrary. A computer chip tells the machine it’s time to give a little back, and it doesn’t matter if you’re wearing a red bra (casinos keep the red bra industry afloat) or if you sprinkle holy water on the slot machine (a lady shut down a bank of seven machines doing just that a few weeks ago). If the computer says it’s time to win—you’ll win. If it doesn’t—you won’t. Regardless of what color bra you’re wearing.
Myth #4 – Casinos drop the thermostat to Frigid to keep you awake. No, that’s not why casinos are cold. The casino feels cold because the casino is a big, bright, noisy computer. The mainframe it takes to keep everything up and running is most likely underneath you, and is most likely the size of Rhode Island. Between you and the mainframe are cooling units. That’s a good thing. It keeps you from frying. An added bonus is that the cool temps cut down on employee illnesses. Gamblers are the unhealthiest group of people on Earth. There’s more sneezing and coughing in the casino than in the ER waiting room at Seattle Grace, and we work in it every day. If the casino weren’t kept at a cool temperature, it would be a germ jungle with pop-up brush fires everywhere.
Myth #5 – If you lose and lose and lose on a slot machine, the minute you throw in the towel, someone will sit down right behind you and win all your money. That one’s not a myth. It’s true.
You can read more about Davis in Double Dip, the second book in the “Davis Way” crime caper series, published by Henery Press. The first book in the series is Double Whammy. Books are available at retail and online booksellers.
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Meet the author
Gretchen Archer is a Tennessee housewife who began writing when her daughters, seeking higher educations, left her. She lives on Lookout Mountain with her husband, son, and a Yorkie named Bently. DOUBLE DIP is the second in the Davis Way Crime Caper series. You can visit her at www.gretchenarcher.com, on Facebook or Twitter.
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