Yes the 10% is in there, 500/454.55.
.
It dawned on me. Not sure why I didn't put the two together immediately. Temporary insanity I suppose. But how many temporary insanity episodes does it take to reach the chronic insanity stage doc? Surely you must know. So either that was responsible for my lapse, or it was the 30 minutes I had to expend teaching a couple of clerks at the casino about colllege football wagering.
I wanted to win $500 on the Wyoming/NMSU 1st Half UNDER. I placed $550 on the counter, I tell her I don't see any sheets with halftime lines. She said maybe they're not out yet. I said that's ridiculous. The game starts in a few hours. She said I guess they don't have any lines. Then another clerk butted in and said the lines come out at halftime. Then she parroted him, as a means of getting rid of me. As she was about to find out, I'm not easily deterred. Lol! So NOW, I had to explain to these two clerks for the next good little while what the definition of the word "half" was. When we all finally came to a kumbayah moment, and I was poised to place my wager with the $550 cash spread across the counter, she ask me what number the wager was? I don't think she appreciated me literally laughing out loud, but I just couldn't help myself. I then had to explain to her that the entire excercise of our little 30-minute pep-talk was for her to provide me with the wager number so I can place the wager. She said the numbers are printed on the sheets. I reminder her there was no sheet. I told her that if I could pull down my pants right here, and shit out a number in front of all these people, I would do it. But because I can't, maybe it would just be easier for her to look it up on her computer. She said, you're kinda fiesty, aren't you? I said, you ain't seen nothing yet, baby. Sadly she wasn't worthy of efforting digits, or perhaps this story would have had a much happier ending.
Anyhow, she finally enters everything, and pushes the 50 bucks back to me. It's a halftime bet, and many times they are not a standard -110, so I'm thinking, cool, the line moved in my favor. So after I got out of line, I'm going over this ticket carefully praying that the chick did everything right . . . something I was not at all confident in at the time. That's, of course, when I noticed the $955 payout. So my first thought was like wtf? What did she f-up now? I wasn't thinking of the $50 she pushed back at me moments before. Now aren't you sorry that you forced me to explain myself?
Overall, the whole operation seemed geared to the NFL bettor. Nobody in there seemed to even be aware that the college football season was kicking off. I will rate the operation a 2-star, but only because I won my bet. Had I lost, I would have given it zero stars.
The other thing that brings down the star rating was the complete dearth of hot women - employees or patrons. It was rough in there. But golly gee, at least the MGM needs to steal the page out of Trump's handbook, that explains the importance of hiring hot chicks. Goodness gracious, It's sad I even "half" to explain this.
.
