In the Casino

My first time in a casino. I was asked to show a proof of age. Granted, the room was dimly lit. Granted, the staff is trained to make you feel “good”. Unfortunately, I didn’t feel the vibe because the room was filled with loud beeps coming from every direction and people were smoking, so no budgets were hurt during this trip. But that reminds me of how I used to play cards with my grandfather when I was about seven. He used to be a big gambler and a piano tuner, but that’s another story.