A casino is the work of the devil himself. Don’t ever allow yourself the pleasure, people. That pleasure will crumble and leave you a broken POS lying on the ground.
I am a sad sack right now. Just spent the rest of my weekly budget on a casino. A casino that has been good to me in the past, but this god-forsaken mania is killing me…the past month has been anything but stable. And it’s all my fault. To make things a helluva lot worse, guess who lost his job? Yep. Commence shit whacking that fan.
Imagine thinking and being almost 100% sure that you would get a $20k deposit to celebrate a job well done. Now imagine knowing you have no food in the fridge, no gas in the tank, and no secret stash for emergencies…nothing AND you didn’t get your $20k as planned. Yes, that’s zip. Zilch. Nadda. Zero.
Now, how’s that slap in the face feel?
Pretty fuckered up if you ask me.
What makes a person gamble? For me its the adrenaline rush I get when I hit a jackpot. What I fail to realize is that slots are always favored for the house. So instead of grabbing my husband from the craps table and hightailing it out of there, I continue to slide $20s into a nearby machine killing time until he’s won enough money. He’ll win that money and come find me but on his way, he’ll hit a few slots and lose EVERYTHING he just made.
Story of my life, kids. Anyone else have this problem of gambling on slot machines? Any other way to deter yourself from said machines? Luckily, I live about 45 minutes away from the nearest casino and when you have NO gas, that makes a blessing in disguise.
In all seriousness, I think I need help. Counting up the ATM withdrawals in the past month alone, makes me wanna vomit. Fer real. Let me know your thoughts below!
“Don’t judge someone just because they sin differently than you.”