Hey Buddy, You forgot…
On 8 January, Robert Taylor was playing the slots at the Treasure Island Hotel & Casino on the Vegas strip. He played quite a bit, but quit without any serious payout and then left in the morning to go back to Arizona. The next day an audit of the machines found that Robert had hit the lucky spin that would have paid out big money from a “progressive jackpot.” This jackpot is the accumulation of a random number of plays on several machines in order to make much bigger, more attractive payouts for users. For some reason the computer system monitoring the machines did not set of the big bells and whistles on Bob’s play. In an outstanding effort to serve their customer the Casino tried to track Bob down from the thousands that went through the casino and pulled on the levers of the machines linked to the collective payout. The casino struggled to identify its lucky patron. The Nevada Gaming board then launched an extensive investigation with their Enforcement Division to discover Taylor’s identity. They studied hours of surveillance camera video and spoke to witnesses who were in the casino at the time. Officials eventually obtained data from a ridesharing company, which ultimately helped lead them to Taylor. He was notified on 28 January, nearly three weeks after his win. After the casino notified him, Bob came back to Las Vegas to collect $229,368. Congrats to the agents of the Gaming Enforcement Division for ensuring that the public trust in the gaming industry remains strong by spending hours over two weeks to ensure that a patron is awarded winnings owed to him.”
Slot Suprises
A gambler complained to his friend at the bar, “My goodness, I had a woeful time betting
today. I lost nine out of nine college football games, five out of five in baseball, and
even out of seven in hockey.”
The friend replied helpfully, “Well, at least the soccer games are starting soon.”
The gambler shot back, “But I don’t know anything about soccer!”
My cousin and I pour two buckets of coins into the CoinStar counting machine and it kicks out the rejects into a little slot. My cousin starts sending them back through the machine to try to get them accepted.
I look over and say, “Come on, now you’re just nickel and diming it.”
The clerk chuckles. My cousin rolls her eyes and says, “you’re not funny.”
I say, “That’s just your two cents.”
I crossed a slot machine with a hyena…
when it took my money it just laughed at me.
Father’s Day was near when I brought my three-year-old son, Tyler, to the card store.
Inside, I showed him the cards for dads and told him to pick one. When I looked back,
Tyler was picking up one card after another, opening them up and quickly shoving them
back into slots, every which way. “Tyler, what are you doing?” I asked.
“Haven’t you found a nice card for Daddy yet?”
“No,” he replied. “I’m looking for one with money in it.”
February 9th Birthdays
1997 – Kelli Berglund, 1988 – Rose Leslie, 1999 – Isabella Gomez, 1943 – Carol King
1982 – Tom Hiddleston, 1943 – Joe Pesci, 1997 – Jimmy Bennett, 1997 – Saquon Barkley